Thou shall seek true loves fate 
Lose thou love against cruelty and the 
Spell shall break.
I search for thou love everywhere 
For I am true loves despair, shattered glass
Upon thou floor, I dare not to open
The door.
Slowly I leave my home thou 
Dreadful hatred be gone. 
Thou know not of a song to play
Following this dreadful day.
Thou die without love in hand? 
I'll be better off in another land.
No memories for thou self to be shown 
thou take its last breath and be gone.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    