Darling,
Hunt of time,
I fear.
I love to take
Time with me.
Murmuring,
I fear.
I hate to take
Sympathy of
Anyone present.
Let the movement of
Life be sportive.
Let the poems go
On zigzag way
But with good motive.
Motion,
I like most.
But I like to
Control emotion
In spring.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem