Shame you didn't have an English translation on the page because it's such a nice poem
from presearch.com AI
Dreams hidden in the mist, wrapping me in faint light. Like a soft whisper, I feel the first breath of morning. The fog takes me down the path of forgotten memories, where I search for you, lingering in the vanished time. Entrusting my heart to the cold dew drops, I hope my dreams, like the mist, do not fade away.