
Poem written by a one dying of a broken heart
As lonely walking through the street, my melancholy is shading in my thought
My depressed heart is being chilled by severe cold
Feel as if melting snow is getting seperated from me as weeping regretfully.
Wind breezing sometime is being heard like yell to me as well
Feel as if the reddening sun, going down, is gleaming with blood colour.
Feel as if my heart, invaded by sadness, has received flood of tears
Woman, when I think the world of you with stars keeping me company
The world seems to perished in my mind since you are away.
The music: Hear me cry by Utada Hikaru

1 Comments:
I'm not really into poem, but I know its hard to translate poems into Mongolian/English
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