Quiet
Cool and Calm
The night before the close
The marking of the night
Many they were
Finish must be
Deadline on the mark
The marking of the night
Most days
Busy caught up
Time could not help
The marking of the night
Then the must
Red balls on the alert
Rolled through the brains
The marking of the night
At the tail
Many flew colors
Most wore real red
The marking of the night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The marking of the night, I like it. thanks.