Well, I decided to post one (!) of my poems. I know it isn´t too much, but this one was little and so easy to translate. Hope there ain´t flaws with it. Here it is:
I called:
2099
It´s not possible to turn bak in time
And it is so complicated to manage it without let it escape.
Stopping to think, as only a clock was enough,
Time flows gorgeously towards the empty wanting,
However, disintegrate the material that we are, remaining in the end the stronghest in the memory:
Our story.
Okay, it do not rhyme in english, but I guess it is not too bad translated. Hope u liked.
I called:
2099
It´s not possible to turn bak in time
And it is so complicated to manage it without let it escape.
Stopping to think, as only a clock was enough,
Time flows gorgeously towards the empty wanting,
However, disintegrate the material that we are, remaining in the end the stronghest in the memory:
Our story.
Okay, it do not rhyme in english, but I guess it is not too bad translated. Hope u liked.