Twinkle twinkle, the lights red blue and green,
On the end of the week, twilight evening scene.
The partygoers emerge, stardust in their eyes,
Like the sunshine glare on golden butterflies!
The end of a long day, withal the end of a week,
Sequins after sunset, and full moon of mystique.
My working days behind me, stars shine so bright,
Along with many yellow orange and purple lights!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem