You see the sparkling stars,
As you look at the black night,
You see the glimour of the moon,
And its soft white light,
You wonder about the galaxys,
And their soft light ray,
As you stare up at the hazy band,
Which we call the milky-way,
Just what lies in the universe,
Thats right before our eyes,
From every newborn pulsar,
To every star that dies!
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I would like to translate this poem
I enjoyed the images and the descriptive adjectives. Nice rhyming too. Well done.