Once to life run as death reach
Of mind set she smile a comprised
Under flag tell of his march
Cold in winds
Wine in cellars
Drink in your eyes
Sorrows rule tears
Here here knock judge of life
See rabbit run
Look at moment still real still
Smell air of what to come
Lost cry of terror
Who afraid of days gone
Drink with eyes on red bird
To a perfect minute
She fly looking for me
In the bush of life
Hide i
Reach to understand moments
Past with no regret
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem