She spent an hour or two with a brush and a mirror, 
Hoping to look like a queen with a crown, 
Elegant lady like the women in the movies, 
Rebirth of a lady, a woman of splendor, 
But when he broke her heart in two, 
She shuttered the mirror and burned the brush.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    