Embraced by the night,
but there is a strange
spark of fire
coming from my body.
(I'd love to sleep with grace)
please, somebody
erase this desire
to make a great change
in the world, while there isn't any light.
(I'd love to forget my night pace.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Marcondes, such a well penned poem...........................