The many journeys in the train
Filled with drafts of lilting laughter;
Remind us one thing, again,
The mystery of Life's boundless chapter.
Strange faces-never seen before-
Talk & gossip, smile & share
Their tradition and their folklore
As the mind meanders everywhere.
We know those relations are destined
To crack after the journey ends
Leaving a memory in the mind-
Of good people & honest friends.
Some beautiful bonds bloom there
Like the fragnant rose throwing its scent;
Such relations, I think, are rich and rare-
That for a brief period are meant...
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I would like to translate this poem
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