If my next breath happened to be my last,
I'd want your voice to be the last I'd ever hear.
Revealing just how much I thought of you.
A belief that my single purpose for living was you.
This emphasis of religion that is built on devotion.
Far more importantly that I've lived not only myself.
Giving up everything material.
This spiritual purpose that has become more than a mental sensibility.
If heaven was truly found on earth, I'd repent only to hear your voice one last time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem