When all the lights go out
The house is filled with endless beauty
Still the window face when open
Song of stars plays in the heart of darkness.
Neighboring lights are like one
Strange artist, great painter
Painted walls in a strange picture
Tireless is painted with huge labor
Long walls of gloomy darkness
Abstract you are in his hands.
Pleased with the beauty of darkness
Rubbing the beauty with the beauty of darkness-
Light up the light of darkness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem