When the heart is sad
Many tears do flow
The crying eyes think of whom to go (to) 
Knowing to stay alone
More tears will flow
Depression shrugs it's shoulders-'so'
Tears, fears
More tears to flow
Hopefully happiness to come-
and restore the unsaddened glow                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    