The dark clouds
The half night.
The strong life,
it's time for night
The rain drops.
The Sound begins,
No Silence,
The night cries
It's help they shout
Its the sound of goodbyes
The Wind Blows
just too strong
the dark soul is now gone,
the battle was just too wrong,
defeat
defeat it
its time to retreat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem