Take flight and just imagine,
invisible beings are living
Among the secret shadows
hidden fairies of the trees...
Fairies in the forest
If one is to believe...
They fly and do somersaults
on branches or a shady leaf..
Tiny shoes on tiny feet
A bluebell for a hat
Their faces a shiny glister
tall, short, thin or fat...
Fairies of the trees
if they were to reveal
appearing to the innocent
to others, they conceal...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem