Angels need not infer they have wings
A heart or even an angelic soul,
Should you not believe in their hymns?
Should you close your eyes tight, blindfold?
Wad cotton balls into your ears;
It would be hard to fathom anything more
Other than Fire and Ice; pain that disappears
'Say, wouldn't it be a nice allure-
If an angel melted the ice, extinguished
The fire and put a smile on your sour face.
Wouldn't that be a grace something kindred?
Like a friendship, a little less commonplace.
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I would like to translate this poem
Believe in angels and they are there for you. Believe in friendship and it will be around you too. Enjoyed reading your poem.