The moon is bright,
The stars are shining,
The sky is dark,
I started yawning,
My bed is calling,
Good night my loves,
Until the morning
A very short and nice poem. The nature of us is sleeping at time. Good. I'd be glad if you comment on my poems. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
simple and sweet! I wish I was able to get more than 4 hous slepp per night/day....