Alarm bell rings
Blackbird sings
Sun greets open eyes
Sleep was clover
Now it’s over
Time to wake and rise.
Kettle, coffee,
Now I’m off e-
lated cos today’s the day
Suitcase ready,
By bye, Teddy,
Holiday, I’m on my way.
Strife behind me
You won’t find me
I shall hide and you shall seek.
I’ll be where
There is no care
In my own heaven one whole week.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sounds good to me, I'll drink to that!