اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Souls that bloom all of my being
and shines as it pours out my remembrance
Supreme silence
Listening to the swans songs,
in a deep sleep Into within I long to dream,
every night
By the moonlight that reflects, deep inside of me
all of magestic agony, that moves me
I lose myself inside its eyes sweet tears
Oh, sadness spread upon me
The sprout of poems
that speak of you
