Dark atmosphere,
Silence everywhere,
Someone whispers,
"Remember me,
I will glorify you, "
Being extremely pleased,
Soon I do this,
Gradually I realise
The important truth about it,
I soar high in the air
With my all-important wings,
There I find
An endless open and glorious space for me,
Which is perfectly true and genuine,
There is no one to prevent me,
I spontaneously fly high in the sky
And feel myself as the happiest king
Of the entire world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem