From monent to moment
From river to river
From forest to forest
We move here.
And our movement is not cheap.
While moving say not please
It is sorrowful and it has no ends
Say not not known to anyone
Earlier about life's dream
And about dogs.
Dreams and dogs
All are coming with spirituals
Motives singing life's songs
Sharing shadows with clouds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem