Whom am I to fight conformity, it howls.
To the depths of the sea.
Of your purple skin painted on it fascinates me,
by the love of the moon.
Where on the earth and the ocean,
calm movement each wave and by your hand which leads me.
Move it up, it is moved down,
when it rains like it does from above.
And as for me, me for as and.
Heaven with you it is so.
Down with the rain, up with the smile, whose is blue.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great depth iip! you dive right to the point of no return without leaving a smile! Very embracing poem. Who could be blue after reading 'this' you? Smiling at you Tai, not a good sailer but a great catch! lol