The blue sea rustles quietly
With sharks and herrings
Frolicking in its tummy
And green leaves live
In the wind bidding us
A warm welcome to the world
We get all the cool
From the harmony of nature
But we lose all the harmony
All to our greed
Little thinking one day
We get the boomerang.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem