I've crossed the bridge
now I'm lost
again
Alcoholic rivers
riding horseback
blindfolded
I guess
you can say
I am lost again
There are faces
which smile back
They are warm
yes
but it's still snowing
My father's tears
form circles
around unemployment lines
I give him
a smile
but yet
it's still snowing
So now we both
cross bridges
over alcoholic rivers
Riding on horseback
we cry and chase our tails
when it snows
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Welk done Mr tallman