The night as one feel the night breeze whisper in the night air and yet one feel the eyes that sparkle in the nigh sky for every eyes that one feel is the eyes of respect but for who will feel the eyes of respect just to wish for the touch of respect thus then eyes of respect shall touch one with respect but the eyes that sparkle in the night is the eyes of respect.
Thus for every touch of the eyes for there is a warm smile that shine like the sun and yet the more he eyes that sparkle the more a rose feel the touch of respect just to feel the touch of respect for the star that one see will twinkle in the night sky and yet the eyes that sparkle in the night is the eyes of respect.
Night after night one wish for the touch of respect but one see the moon raising to the night sky but yet the light of the moon is the light of life thus for who shall feel the touch of respect when the star twinkle for the eyes of respect is filling the night sky with respect yet the eyes that sparkle in the night is the eyes of respect.
For where there happiness thus there the angel of respect for who touch once eyes with the sparkle that one see in the night sky for the sparkle is the respect just to feel the touch is like being on a moon light walk with the angel of respect for the eyes that been touch with respect is the angel of the night and yet the eyes that sparkle in the night is the eyes of respect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem