It came on spring night
It swept under you feet
Like dust under a rug
It took away far away
Like on a magic carpet ride
It took you to see all the stars
Up there riding place and
Exposed to the things that you
Always dreamed of the impossible
Thing that you never thought
Could on in this world but here
It was going and once the
Word got out it caught on
Like a wild fire now
Everyone wanted a piece of it
The wanted the action they wanted
To get into the ride and feel that
Breeze that swept the springs
Breeze right into summer that
Butterfly left to in the night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem