Want to kiss the azure sky,
Feel the dew on the Pansy shy,
Listen to the lullaby of the butterfly,
And watch the moon peacefully lie…
Look into the eyes of the Sun
Ask a pertinent question,
What have I done? What have I done?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Listen to the lullaby of the butterfly. As soft a composition as the wings. I don't know if butterflies sing lullabies but I can hear them in your poem.