Legs in the air
The crest of the wave
The water of a spark
The song of a heart
All we ever are
Is what we become there
The bucket drowns in the well
Like sound sings in the bell
Like day dwells in a dawn
Like life's song playing on
Tears hide in the mirror
Sobs muffle in dark
Didn't stay around long
To keep it from going wrong
All we ever are
Is what we become there
The bucket drowns in the well
Like sound sings in the bell
Like day dwells in a dawn
Like life's end stops a song.
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I would like to translate this poem
just about perfect poetry... your words sing and cut and fly!