Come on!Hurry!
The train is moving!
I can hear it from a distance.
That same train that took my girl.
I hope my girl is in that train.
Please, the train;
Have you brought back my girl?
Or have you left her where you went?
All I need is to see my girl alive.
Please, may someone rush to the train
And see if my dear girl is there too.
My girl was taken from me
As if I had debts that I
Haven't paid to the train.
She was taken as if
They were going to enslave her.
But now I can hear it moving
Far from a distance,
I can hear it's sound.
Has it brought back my girl?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem