Different birds
skimming the sky
in search for food
-a big fat fly
prying upon my foot-
with clouds as sheets
flying in fleets
from grey, white
bright sliver-blue
I close my eyes
on an Ave melody
to be with you
bubbles Maria and me
feeling, feeling,
feeling..............free.
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I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. Really puts you in groovy mood