I spend all day driving around,
the engine noise not the only sound,
rattling window's, creak's from the floor,
wind howling in through the closed door,
passenger's chatter, children screaming or singing a song,
i forget all this as i drive along,
i drive between two large town's,
through village's and countryside with it's up's and down's,
abundance with all it's colour's,
full with all of nature's odour's.
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I would like to translate this poem
Bravo Alan keeo it up man