Atlantis sunk way down deep
A city put to sleep.
Things we’ll never know
It’s gone too far below.
Were they far greater than you and me?
The city is one big mystery.
Knowledge beyond our own?
Who can dream what they had known?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If only the last line was 'Who can dream what they had known.' or something like that then it would be perfect... but i do tend to like things to rhyme 8) good work!