One fine day
as I was strolling away
I thought.....
If I was king i would never sing
If I was duke I will always play the flute.
If I was dumb
I will play the drum
If I had a chance
I would really dance.
If I could talk
I would surely walk
So as I thought
I fought with the idea i never would be all these things!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem