All colourful lights,
All live, all milk,
All thoughts, pure.
Life bebble are
On the shore.
Together we live
On love, together
We dream on the diagram
Of the ocean and the sky.
Music of time is
Calling us to dance
And sing and love.
We raise our hands to
Touch the moon and the sun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem