Morning leaves,
Red dawn;
Love,
In captivity;
Rest,
Passing through life.
Magic!
With the treasures of love;
Colours,
Waterfalls,
Apples!
Misty.
File, profile!
Like the Hawaiian red ginger;
In the morning,
With the muse of the red desert's flower.
Red dawn!
And like the red desert's rose;
Very classic with the muse of your sweet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem