In this stream of life, only thin layer to float.
Mercy of the stormy seas, without the coat.
Future uncertainty, surrounded by the doubt.
Beautiful memories to my skin she wrote.
Left voyage to my heart, I'm paper boat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This has a beautiful stillness of Oriental lyricism. A calm radiant heart surrounded by, supported by, in harmony with the world around it. I suspect some of this effect is produced a less than fluent translation from Finnish(?) , but it matters not. I fear some the freshness and innocence might be lost in a better translation. I like it very much.