First light is red,
with a gradual glare of gold.
Moonlight in bed,
brings winds like earthy wings unfold.
Beauty before pain
and pain behind beauty
(wisdom in a tooth...
please! hear the truth) :
Duty will remain
but never will we love in vain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dawn breaks red and gold and the moon shines bright I got a toothache that won't quit Wisdom eludes me Get me a beer!