She sits quitely staring above
The stars are like candles lighting up the sky
Memories drift deep into her mind
Of a childhood she left behind
Deep in a jungle in Africa
A small girl by the name of Bamboo was born
She had curly hair
A smile that could warm a heart
It would take a kind person
One who could care for her
A special someone
She remembered her mothers voice
It echoed in her thoughts
She remembered the day they took her away
She left forever
She sits quitely staring above
The stars are like candles lighting up the sky
Memories drift deep into her mind
Of a childhood she left behind
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I would like to translate this poem
this is a beautiful...