In the city of lovers
I kept my candle on
I wandered thou beautiful place
keeping towards the sun my exhausted face
beneath the shadow of divine
I asked him for my last crime
In the city of lovers
shedding tears from my eyes
I wandered as exile
the few of you kept my candle on
In the city of lovers
dreaming after the funeral of my heart
with thou breath of fire
dear I loved the pyre I loved the pyre.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A powerfully written poem, Snehil. Thanks for sharing