I sit underneath the Cherry tree,
frozen; me and time
Held spell bound by her blossoms,
and the sparrows all in a line
Sitting on her moss covered boughs,
and sparkling in golden light
The hum of their voices,
so pure, and sweet and bright.
So sit me and the gracious cherry queen
I her loyal servant,
and most humble daisy
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I would like to translate this poem
this was very nice and flowed pretty well. KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK