The thin pale man in his tin can,
floating in the most peculiar way.
Found Life on Mars, and a Star man,
as he fell to Earth one day.
He brought along a Laughing Gnome,
a Rebel, and a China Girl.
A-Lad-in-Sane, he soon found Fame,
as The Man who sold the World.
Sorrow, felt when Under Pressure,
as Absolute Beginners.
Modern Love was the set Fashion,
in The Golden Years.
His Sound and Vision drew many Changes,
Young Americans were pleased.
Let's Dance, he asked the Jean Genie-
they went Dancing in the Street.
He sang about the Heroes,
and as a Hero he said goodbye.
Ashes to Ashes - Major Tom;
joined the great gig in the sky.
David Bowie 08/01/1947 - 10/01/2016
Brian Naugher.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem