SAIL, MY DREAMS!
Sail my dreams, sail to come back again! Your roofs are on my brain. Your roots are in my heart's shell. You might whisper something vain. You have taught me to fail. My violin will sound in your rain. There might be something to gain. What are these holes doing all over my pail? Sail to bring the seas through your mail! Stamp your envelope with a blue stain. Sail my dreams to bring me something vain!
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I would like to translate this poem
My violin will sound in your rain. oh really very poetic lines dear poetess. Congrtulations for being selected as POD. i have read already that poem. so i m giving here another comment. thanku God bless u. tony.