Pains and sorrows are my mate
They hit me, they treat me
I lie on my bed
And the bed is thirsty of my blood
I shed my tears
It flows as blood
I love my mates
They love me
We shall separate ourselves never
We shall die together.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a very sweet poem, i hope your wish will be granted by God almighty.