Wind Beneath the clouds, weaving through my hair,
Singing grasshoppers complimenting my ears,
The veiw of beauty brings a breath of fresh air,
And the freedom, freedom of nothing to care,
Alone and still, silent and resigned,
Whisper every word, keep every thought,
This land that i lay upon warm and kind,
The sun blazing down, my happiness caught,
An innocent smile finding my face,
On this landscape i be free of my life, free of me,
Shattered and dissappearing dreams, here not the case,
For being at peace i know what i can see.
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I would like to translate this poem
I liked this one. It sounded lovely, so peaceful. A very nice way to portray happiness. Good work! :)