Having recreation and leisure at a hopping karaoke concert.
Wagging and flying into cloudy skies, overcast with hazy
comments and lively music.
Seething anger being stilled in dances of melody, insuring
that there will be no fights or disagreements.
Collecting numerous memories throughout the night and well
into the morning hours.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem