At the height of June, early summer.
Here and there, it occurs the orchestra.
The trumpet creepers hold a walker,
At the height of June, early summer.
The winds are touching the chitter-chatter,
To the trumpet, a walker hold the camera,
At the height of June, early summer.
Here and there, it occurs the orchestra.
(29th, Jun.,2022, Kinsley Lee)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem