In the atmosphere where twilight meets the dark
Conglomeration of colours but none that mark
Luminosity dims like an insensible soul
Shadows close on the world below
Whence our land descend into abyss
Without walls of life, nevertheless lives grief
Fellow nomad, Stares blankly in the sky
What reaches beyond the stars, is where he dreams to fly
It comes to an end
The many things we must defend
To send out a dove
And protect those we love
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I would like to translate this poem
You ever, just get that feeling? ? somebody's watching you