Sleep to recover what you have lost
lost sleep, lost sleep.
Sleep in the afternoon
while the sun is highup
in the sky.
When the day is almost golden
time to recover what you have lost.
Sleep deep, go down the abyss
where breezes surround
you would not hear a sound.
No wind or mosquitoes to distract
the only sound is your own sleep.
Nap, jump up later, rejuvenated.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sleep jump up rejuvenate........//