At the end of the day I saw
Something behind the hill's
It gave a golden look
As i came to close look
It died behind the hill's
Than it came to my mind
It was the grateful sun
It looked like he'll never come back
but it insured that it will be back soon
After the charming moon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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