Dancing down cobbled roads, kicking up heels,
happy just to be next to the love of my life.
Concepts not being new, just surrounding the
earth with a life of beautiful scopes.
Centering in rhythms of enticing notes, taking
me along the cobblestones of hardened life.
Beginning the story of tomorrow's future life-
time of disorder.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem