Joselyn, so, Joe, nose, on, no, lose, yes;
With the works of your hands,
As seen in this town.
Redolent!
With the muse of your culture;
Like, life!
With the ways of your love.
Getting ready,
Life!
Like the love of a woman to her husband only.
Muse!
Inside the city;
Love!
Sharing with your brothers and sisters.
Life!
To be enlightened with the muse of true love;
Life, peace and love!
But, the warm air is colder than the cold air.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem