See, bee, Lee!
With the muse of life and the muse of nature;
The bee and the lovely flower,
Seen in the garden of peace! !
The bee needs the flower and the flower needs the bee;
With nature crowning it with joy.
Life,
With the muse of the pen and the book;
To look for Mr. Lee in the land to answer some questions,
Coal, foal, charcoal, goal, shoal!
Thought and felt;
With the muse of another page in your book.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem