Standing up, sitting down,
Waiting for the sun to drown.
Restless passengers on their way,
Watching the night turn to day.
Dinner is over, duty-free gone by,
All are wishing for the orange dawning sky.
The flight is long, lost track of time,
I'm quite confused in this moonshine.
There's a ping and suddenly a light,
I wake up in the middle of the night.
I've fastened my belt, my seats upright,
We've safely landed, everything's alright.
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I would like to translate this poem
There's a ping and suddenly a light, I wake up in the middle of the night. very fine experience expressed vividly. thank u dear poet. tony