Topple me over with wings
Untie the rope that clings
I am a castle down by the sea
and held upright by the people you see
Take a walk down the hill
Sloping and lopsided it stills
the footpaths that trudge the narrowed path
that takes me up again to be seen
Bowed down with beauty and chains
I once held the chambermaid's quilt
I heard it said
She ran away with the guest
who visited the Castle you see...
Reflected against a lake I bemoan
The drudgery of the cold
If you take a step to the right of my zone
You'll see me disguised by the tree..
I am the Castle that holds
many secrets and places of old
With rooms so wide
I can hide a bride who has
taken a lover in the quiet...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem