And the familiar faces when turn strangers
Stick to the twilight my heart, and worry not
What is to happen will happen at any noontide
Let it be unsaid, stay calm to the cores
For the depth and separation are inevitable
Rise beyond boundaries and liberate thee
But what storms are to meet then?
Stay unfamiliar, be stranger; think not!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem