A small house under the tabebuias
With sparrows nesting in them
Chirping to wake me up from sleep and naps.
Purple pink yellow violet and white
And the little brownie birds on branches……
What a pretty dream can I have
When the spring is in the air
And ‘m on my rocking chair
The splendour of spring and sparrows.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Piece of great elegance with rendition of words to utmost justice. Lovely.