Floor of the moon, silvery white
Someone dancing, can't be seen.
Glimpse of shadow, unveils
The dark spot on the bright.
Stars, unseen lives and the sea
Sings so sweetly: a spritual chorus,
Hymn of love from hearts it should be.
On the lap of nature, lovers at the seashore,
Unuttered whisper like prayer
With the tighten lips, roars
Lovers gather unconsciously
Like a dream. Within a dream.
Soul flies, body lay asleep
An eternal bliss...
I am dreaming; silently
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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