The gentleman accompanied me
In my long and perilous journey,
Gradually we entered the dark and deep realm,
After a while a violent storm appeared in front of us,
I was also savage and aggressive,
So I succeeded to cope with the mighty gale,
But it took my beloved companion far away from me.
When the storm stopped,
I found the great man was lying dead at some distance,
He had written some significant words in his grievous soul just before his death,
"I failed to survive
Because I was very gentle and kind in my life,
This was absolutely meaningless in this harsh and unpleasant world."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem