Writing poetically in Latin verses, enjoying it's
foreign sound, lending music a different type of
verse.
Falling from lips of intellect, insuring that life
will be opened in another culture of being.
Taking prospects into fields and meadows of thoughts,
unblemished and pure from the outset of writing.
Dying never in this world, Latin outlasting many
passages of time throughout life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem