Festival of mid-autumn,
We are celebrating
On this day of
26th September, my dear.
And you are with us. Our pleasure.
You are the highway,
We are all sub ways.
You are the flying
Elephant and we are
Running after you,
Searching the truth.
We are not able to know,
We have no power to know,
What is truth, where is truth,
And what is there with us
And also with you, still we are
With you with love, 'cause
We are sure we belong to you.
You are really so colorful,
With clear sky, round moon,
And so many stars!
You are really blessed
With so much flowers,
With so much smiles
On the faces of all here!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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