There was a boy called pain who lived in Spain
He wished that he can dance but he can't he don't have a chchchchchchchance to o the chchchchchch
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a nice poem it is, fantastic on a marvelous theme running like a horse in the race a bird is flying in the sky motionless…..the word is the music in the years and the fine tune Created in the poem…which makes the poem a master piece. Please read my poem ‘’I want to die’’