Planes of Mirage, clouds of mist, lie deep,
Freed by light.
Ages past, lost to all eyes, dwell below,
Waiting for life.
Lovers in the spring, death in winter,
Await their freedom.
Empires of Iron, Kings noble and wise
Sleep lightly.
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I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem, it's very imaginative