We dance under a 'light' fantastic.
It beams with a glow that shines!
Our hearts are uplifted...
Above struggles that have shifted,
And lost their grasp.
Retreating and fast!
In joy we dance...
With this 'light' fantastic.
Freed from all disagreement at last!
The hour of despair we held has passed!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem