Dear Sunshine, Dear Sunshine,
When will my turn come to shine?
I always see you shining bright in the sky,
I wish I could come to you, but alas, I cannot fly.
You always provide us earthlings with your warmth,
And we accept your rays as a warm cloth.
Your light has guided everyone to the right path,
But I don't understand why you do this, am I a psychopath?
You chose to help others instead of living your own life,
And I also try to help, I also do my best to strive.
I still wish to come to you, my joyful bundle of spark,
And I want to be like you, I want to leave an everlasting mark.
I still have the rainclouds in my head,
I wish I could cry but I instead
Look up to you, my dear light
And get the courage to start my own flight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem