My city cars race in sky
Flee and fly the boundless high
Their buzz wave me fun
Their shape make me stun
Oft i see a swift high ride
To cause my soul for joy confide
Oft i dream a gold red blue
This for which my heart's true
And if my lust is grant for crafts
My world i'd gift ten barns and crofts.
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I would like to translate this poem
Oft i see a swift high ride To cause my soul for joy confide Oft i dream a love red blue.. wonderful expressions, colours and dream of beauty inside. tony