dear weight fell on me in my life I was a late blessing
and the world in my eyes, smiles and shakes
many happy attractions to resume all-everything
joy and intended future must be in the world
be nice and still, I`m new, call waiting by the roadside
but you lied to me and to my old fulness
I bolted down to that good man came to man
seems the blue mountains green trees to amulet
and vibrant promises, a new type of ecstasy
how to move the light to such a happy morning
and feel a mild tingle ower the world
when approaching sweet and tired of the evening
maybe a little to get lost in the pursuit of happiness
through the blue pile, and the dappled valleys
by lot of jokes in this world, no more tracks and ties
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem