Of short sighted fantasies
Like angels of light
On the coldness of a mountian side
Deep in winters night
Of black velvet skies
sequened in stars
We stand in awe of its splendour
Its depth and its size
The total un known
the reflection of light
Its no wonder we fear the cold winters night
They reach out and touch you
suround you in chill
coverd in darkness
you sucumm to their will
Of short sighted fantasies
Of black velvet nights
the total unknown
Of a cold winters sky
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
cold velvet night with plenty of shining stars. there is hope in the darkest pit. hope that glitters at you. it must be god.