If I could imagine or discover
How to bring them back, you know that I would
Help you find the answers or get over
Questions, make it less absurd; If I could
Have real powers, and not a single talent
You know that I would make it disappear
I would see the beauty even when it's absent
Then share it with you; But this one is here -
You will see the streets full of purple trees
And you will admit: Even if we strived
For a thousand years and saw only these
That we must have lived one beautiful life
This is yours forever, or at least until
You erase this picture holding my view still
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have an obvious knack for sonnets, I hope to see more from you. This is another great piece, my friend, beautiful work.