“I am longing for a kiss”
R.Emujin
Mongolian
translated by Sh.Tsog and Simon Wickham-Smith

I am longing for a kiss.
Oh, my lips are orphaned.
Oh, these days, so old like those in fairy tales!
My feelings are so alive and I can’t bear this loneliness.
Who has left this misery with me alone?
Why love this misery as if it were something precious?
Why accept the way the world is?
How to deal with being so obviously young and
Unleashed, like morning light and evening dusk?
Why care for rumors of not being faithful?
I am longing for a kiss.