In the morning, got up with dream,
Dream in the wee hours of the night
It comes true-people say,
I hold tight to dream
With fear if dream vanishes.
Life is a stationary
That cannot fly like a bird
Life without dreams
Meaningless it is.
Dreams are the guide of life
Venus to our future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem