Knowing nothing, yet living in this nothingness without
you, baby, hoping to find my way through this atmosphere,
distraught, immobile, not rising to any occasion.
Just wandering in the mist of nothing, not a moment pass-
ing into a clear and brilliant sky, just being in silence
of sheer despair without you, my dear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem