Out of the window
I saw the night came
an there, I saw her
the pale faced moon
oscillating in the open sky
in the balmy air of night.
Heavens seems to twinkle
I saw the stars gathered
like a withered leaves
turning into the wind
oh! the stars that sprinkles
with sparkling delight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem