When I will be far away from you,
Feel me whispering, "how do you do"?
Keep picturing me on your side,
Even they will be saying that I died!
But I only can die and disappear,
If you give up on me for good, forever!
Continue loving me when I become without body,
I will be lively in your weep and melody!
Life is a mystery, it is with or without the physique;
Sometimes in the dream, it does things and can speak! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Chan, such a well written poem....10+++++