When the cold winds blow.
And the rivers gently flow,
It is walking within my shadows,
And even when the night sleeps,
And dawn breaks free,
It is somewhere with me,
And when the stars don't shine in the sky,
And winds refuse to fly,
And even the words die,
It is still standing by,
But when I look around to see,
It is nowhere near,
For it is within me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow i like how you set it...nice work