I will fly and makes the air not too hot
and everyone feel happy for my coming
I could fly to the place which I couldn’t reach
And only dream in my heart
That I would come again at that place
Where the the flowers bloom
Where the hill full of trees
Where the air still fresh and nice
Where the marbles around
I could touch my Sun with my silky touch
Without knowing that I stand beside
and amuse see the Sun in the way of shine
I could blew the clouds so it could makes
Thousands shapes and makes cool scenery
For people who enjoy to see the sky
I could blew a bit to the birds who flew cross the ocean
So they will return home in their nest earliest
If…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Captures the simple beauty of nature well.