O what a dream day
Everything in its yearning
Come wind harp to play
As clouds of sky are turning
All is for a reason to go
Dream that are on the horizon
Wonderful way and its glow
Every mood reality realizing
O what a lovely hour
In every moody on breeze
Swaying the blooms of a flower
Bending the branches of trees
Love is a morning of springtime
Every yours wishing foretell
Rise green colors in prime
As summer comes quite so well
Promise a kiss to long
Wishes infused with a feeling
Morning arising new song
Away all tender is stealing
All that you feel from inside
When you are high in your joy
Wishing a moment to abide
That nothing unlucky shall destroy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem