A secret enshrined in the sky, 
Sealed on the lips of fate, 
That whispers with the wind, 
And shakes the leaves, 
A secret that will not lie, 
A secret which rings louder than a
thousand bells, 
Than rolling thunder, 
That echoes over the mountains, 
And quakes the ground, 
A secret too big to hold, 
A secret that shudders in silence, 
That hides in the dark, 
That finds you in your sleep, 
And shouts in your dreams, 
A secret that burns in the heart, 
That ignites forgotten passions, 
That fires the imagination, 
A secret immortalised in art, 
That reverberates in time, 
Bigger than the shadow on the moon, 
Deeper than the space between the stars, 
A secret that says your name.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    