Breeze blows and inspires me,
That comes and goes through my heart,
Like spring walks slowly on the lea,
Or moon beams alights and start,
Moving on mount, field and river,
I watch the twinkling stars and delight,
That are lying like diamond but shiver,
I sit here alone and praising the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a charming night well written good imagery