I'm Truly Sorry, Dear

I lay my view upon a wittered forest, where only wolves and deserted plants live,
I ask my soul, " is this a tragedy within life ? " ,
Whenever the moon shines behind clouds,
And the easterly wind dancing over the roads,
I'm truly sorry, dear,
My life only a piece of paper, that need words to describe a lover,
In this town gate, I shall wait for your light,
A light which gives me your heart,
Above other love,
Your smile makes a wonder of life.