Bleeding clouds, come play with me
I'm waiting on the river side
The crimson froset, the ill leaf we are waiting for You
Bleeding clouds come and take our souls,
Let us fly high in the space,
Let me be unchained by my fears,
LIft me high, dry my tears
Bleeding clouds, come on take me away
The grass is yellow, the sky is gloomy
Let me fly away, i don't want to stay,
The grave is narrow, my body is tired
My spirit is numb, my voice is gone
Lift me slowly, take me with you,
You own me, i want to be with you
Clouds are dark sounds from the sun's grounds All the best Roger
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I would like to translate this poem
nice! ! ! it really describes how i am feeling now! ! ! love it! !