On daylight I meditate like a monk
Calmly on my holy chosen verse
And nothing in the universe
Seems able to make me go astray
Until the born of the night
When I will start dancing with delight
Around an artificial street light
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
an outstanding poem Julius, low in length, high in thought! keep them coming.
thank you, appreciated.