Some things are original as they are and,
They don't need a copy;
But everything is possible in this life,
And i am Vandertop in the land of your muse.
I could be your hero and your lover,
For the salt melts the ice and the sand holds the feet;
And like the origin of your muse with your original love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem