Poem:
Even if the day's breath grows short
and there is no road on the path you turn to
and if the sky between us never ends to a rest
then i am your shadow
only wishing this shadow was able to hold you
but you're still a rose with too many thorns


translation:
no matter what you go through
no matter what choice you make
no matter how far we are
i am still with you
and i want to love you
but there are too many things holding me back