A long quality works well like ice,
But my example is information for souls,
The object of my light is the item of sight,
A feeling has management of emotions.
Growth have activities of the personal race,
The faces of the team are short and stout.
We have words and dozens of kites
In the air that flies with birds that cry and die.
The source of wights is against the nose,
A wight will wipe your face with affection.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem