HELLO AIRPLANES!
Hello airplanes!
Do keep your ears in my words of praise!
The best world is a chair in a plane.
The best world is the air in the childhood's fairy tale.
Who can guess why I sketched my plane ticket in my pen?
The best world is something without any name.
Love might find its game in a heart's flame.
Time never sleeps in small or large beds.
Hello airplanes!
Don't you like me or are you fed up with my chase?
Do knit my roads with your speedy hands!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem