I am looking at the sky.
Clouds in the sky, secretly, viewing shaken by Thin,
Cool air of the evening like as a child.
The beauty of the bird
on a branch of the tree,
I feels like as a sea,
My thoughts And My dreams have went away from the world...
At the that time, In my mind, Arising from somewhere pleasant music tends to Disperse the Loneliness of me....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem