Had fireflies been not,
Would nights have been decorative,
Had they not flown with a glimmering,
Would nights have been bespangled?
Fireflies light the world in their own ways
Making us feel like the starry world
Even during the dark night.
But where do they come from
And where do they go away,
The fireflies?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quite an interesting poem with some legitimate queries. Showcase of nature remains as amazing as ever. Thanks.