I am the talk of the town
for some good and bad reasons.
I keep climbing up to high peaks
and in the plain I play with butterflies!
Local gossip mongers are highly encouraged
by my wild horses drawn big life carriage!
Each of the butterflies touches me with a wand-wing:
The wild horses gain good butterfly wings!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem