Jingle, Jingle Sailing to the east
A tiresome journey off we go
With a comrade cheerfully missed
To the unprepared filthy feast
Oh! Here he comes the addressee
A brother from another mother.
A strong wind blowing towards the west
From a far comes a tiny Goldcrest
Very high it flies then so on, so forth it comes to rest
Oops, Oops here it comes singing a song of love
Wow! From my back then he comes Unbelievable!
A brother from another Mother.
The song became louder and louder
Like a thunder puffing from the East
Like a trumpet calling people to the feast
Climbing ladders with the addressee
As we drew near our expected destination
With the brother from another mother
A great start with a nice poem, Crepino. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks Jazib Kamalvi for your comment i really apreciate it Looking forward to leading your poems