Here the stars are
Here the stars are making
Hues and cry
Here the sky is awake
And telling about
The story of the emperor
That is there in fire
Here it is empty future
And a poet is going to
Write about life-air
That is there on the earth
In broad day light
Here the viewers and
The readers are the ice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem