Pastures so green
Seem to be filled with steam
With flowing streams
That seem to be bubbling
Such a strange pasture this is seeming
With cows that are moving
And even seem to be sweating
Such a strange pasture it is seeming
Or the sheep that are baaing
And are even sleeping
Such a strange pasture it is seeming
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem