The little brooks of the countryside,
are far from the rivers great and wide;
But softly flow through the meadows still,
and with quiet grace their tasks fulfill.
They sing in the hills their happy song;
They gladden the dales the whole day long;
Through verdant fields they quietly flow,
And leap with joy as they onward go!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem