Brilliant green and
rubies red,
adorn the crest
of the angel's head.
Sitting pretty at
the Christmas tree.
the Spirit comes;
spin-whirling free.
Cast in gold the
bright chains shine;
bind the branches
of holiday times.
Tiny baubles
dangle down
and ornament these
tangled threads.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem