You make me feel like I can fly.
You free me from this broken life if only for a while.
You give me hope that things won't always be this way.
You make me wish I could stay here forever,
Feel this breeze through my hair
And the freedom of flying as high as the trees.
You, my friend, are my lovely swing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem