I have my comment on spaces such as this,
I argue, fight and fuss over water and ice.
I have my delivered mates and friends,
Walking the foolhardy stride and all the effects.
This is my comment, on all the lines you perfect,
You consider me a challenge and waking heart;
This heart feels brother after brother with stares,
My friends are with chivalry of the highest height.
This shimmering gladness is like a portrait of sight,
The nights of the days are married to my brain,
For it sees through the eyes and meets another
Friend in this world of dynamic activity and crime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem