Whatever muddy marsh may be,
However dense moist Earth may seem,
To Bloom! To Bloom! is every dream!
Whatever drought expanse there is,
However little normal gives,
To Bloom! To Bloom! each flower lives!
Whatever field cramped or bare,
However many stop to stare,
To Bloom! To Bloom! is all we care!
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I would like to translate this poem
This is very nice.: ] It's catchy.