Dream not of a life without sorrows, because there's always sand in the desert and ice in the arctic circle, drink instead your bitter liquor and dance on the world's crooked rhythm.
Μην ονειρεύεσαι μια ζωή δίχως θλίψεις, γιατί πάντα η έρημος γεμάτη θα 'ναι άμμο και ο κύκλος ο αρκτικός με πάγο, πιες αντ' αυτού απ' το πικρό ποτό σου και χόρεψε στο στρεβλό του κόσμου μας ρυθμό.
Drink instead your bitter liquor! ! ! ! Facing the odds life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Life is not perfect for we are not perfect persons. Like day and night life has its sorrows and happiness. A beautiful poem. So well written.
Life may be imperfect but your comment makes a perfect day! Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A likeable poem, finding an occasion to dance amidst the darkness!
Thanks a lot Poetess! Million thanks