Just a lonely man
On a rainy night.
Hopping to see his bonny bride,
To spend his time, a joyful night
Just to see the morning dew
Another day passes by.
With hopes and fate by his side
He sat and waits, another night
Just to see the sun rise
Another day passes by.
Yet, he waits again,
A wait that was long.
Till the day he heard a droll note,
That echoes through the woods
Like a vernal song.
He stood with queer,
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
Yet heard a pity voice.
The voice of his bonny bride
That channels through the woods
From another world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Woods are lovely, dark and deep But I have promises to keep And miles to go before I sleep And miles to go before I sleep- Stopping in the woods on a snowy evening-
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