If I did not swing around myself like a wirligig
How could I swing around scorching sun while untouched?
I do not like being adjacent to futurs
Futures must be sublime and high-lifted
Otherwise there whould not be any star nor asteroid in total void
I would like being drowned and soaked in life
Being poluted and tainted by reality
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem