Each of us has a place... small or large
This miracle Titanic...! ! !
Titanic… oh floating with all your weight over the waters... above the horizon….. over the time...
your classes..are the same layers on the streets of ancient cities
for each of us there is a share of your fun …you dance.. and your tears..
Some of us are full of surprises throughout the journey
He did not touch…... just is seeing
Some of us are overstuffing with melodies….. overstuffing with meat....
your horizon Titanic has no boundaries.. very big... and very close
And the sun that is going to darkfall
her favorite bedroom Place filled with big blooded disk
large screen welcome your horizon
Each of us has a place on the Titanic
a Share of the death panic when it hits the ice burgs
When life hits
The unknown
the Death
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem