My eyes are in your eyes,
My heart is in your heart,
My soul is in your soul,
Still my refined love flees from you,
"But why? "
I ask myself painfully with my vacant eyes,
Oh! I remember,
It's the inferiority of the dingy earth of this severe time,
For which love remains just as a great word,
But it has lost its sublime meaning altogether.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well expressed, Anjandev....10+++++