Sighs and laughter does it matter
Calling out in this silent hour
Bringing heartache to the floor
Dancing loudly for the rest
Sweet little heart smiles on
High high hopes soar above
Glittering lights upon cloudy skies
Blissful purpose for fighting lies
Forward looking through the past
Dreaming always of the last
Teaming up with broken hearts
Becoming where the wishing stops
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem