Sayings and assets connive together,
Basing our tasks on the absorber.
Upstairs an unique answer is awaiting,
My accumulation of debt is actuating.
Faster than the doctor, your car lands,
Administrating a new job with brands.
Down in the scrubland, their grass
Partakes a ritual made of the brass.
Together we remake a roll of paper,
The system of thinking called a philosopher.
Pictures of thought astound his head,
But poems and sayings were ready to be bled.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A unique answer might sound better. Also your use of 'their grass' I believe should be 'there grass'. I tried to send you a private message...but it seems you do not receive messages. Regards, Dilwyn