Somewhere in the calling of the wind,
I can hear your voice cry to me.
I can hear the echoes of yesterday,
And relive a time that had to end.
Somewhere the flowers cannot grow,
This place where starlight falls,
Is a dream of happiness and love,
A place in which I long to go.
Somewhere where the world was new,
And peace was one among the land,
And hearts held love and joy,
And hate was known only to few.
Somewhere I'll find you like before,
In the place where the starlight falls.
We'll touch and become one,
And our hearts can be one once more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice read. I like the rhymic scheme to it. keep up the good work.