Waving, the Sun falls like a flickering light bulb,
Blue sky, yellows, reds, oranges and golden clouds,
Adventure is lightning among the stars,
Why does the sun fall as darkness rises?
Yellows born in the East like lightning in the West.
Sunny gold sleepy clouds are sending breezy sounds,
Viewing lightning bolts, hearing thunder,
I lost all colors but found the flashing stars,
Life falling asleep in the West,
Life waking in the East,
Feeling sleepy,
Good night!
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I would like to translate this poem
Nicely written, Ronald. Thanks for sharing