I went a'wandering downtown
Where people milled around
They seemed to while away the hours
Some heading up, some down
There was the lawyer in a suit
Who just had won a case
He sat upon the bootblack's chair
Success basked on his face
Then there were men, in shabby dress
Who traded under wraps
With greasy dollars passing hands
Bound in addiction's traps
But most were just meek passersby
Who worked at humble tasks
Their clothes and eyes expressionless
No pomp, no stealth, no masks
And then I saw the orchid man
In sweaty vendor's clothes
He peddled flowers for a trade
Lined up in ordered rows
Then there appeared in his display
A bright and distant glow
I knew the one who made all blooms
Had sent a bright "Hello."
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I would like to translate this poem
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