the song of the night plays on and on,
and I listen to the chorus of the frogs,
and the crickets, and the cicadas
and I wonder how the ducks sleep
and where did the woodpecker go
then I contemplate chasing my dreams
sometimes I chase my dreams for so long
and other times my dreams slowly fade away
especially when they seem to be only a dream
and nothing more..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem