I cover my face to avoid daylight
Shining blindingly through the window shade.
For the wonderful dream I had tonight,
This morning awakening should be delayed.
How to extend the sleep and the bedtime
And not to let this illusion be lost,
But I should get up, once again, to climb
The highest peaks despite eternal frost.
That night dream may never return to me,
This morning I may have too much to lose,
Yet, I let the sun wake me up softly;
It gives me hope that I cannot refuse.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sun=hope that seems to be a theme of yours, but it's true dreams are an inspriation but we must get up and act on them.