Heaven above, someone threw the dice here on earth and
I lost the love that I had treasured and kissed all of
those years.
Left alone, having lost the toss of fate, now no longer
having a spirit, hope or goals, bereft, saddened with
no understanding.
Empty-handed, empty hearted, death the winner, taking
it all from me when you went beyond me into his reluct-
ant domain.
Not wanting to go without my love, but he gave neither
one of us a choice, passing through life and death we
are both eternally alone and forlorn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a very sobering poem about the loss of someone near and dear - I don't want to say anything else because you have not revealed personal details. It reads like a general elegy for the experience of loss all of us humans feel because loss is endemic to our existence.