The air is alive on a summer day
it compliments the sweet aroma that weaves within,
The air is humid on a summer day,
it sticks to the world in such a way that the wind must shake it off,
The air sings on a summer day
it rises and falls with the melody's sway,
The air is love on a summer day
it watches the lovers enjoying the weather and wonders itslef 'What could be better? '
The air surrounds on a summer day
it surrounds all and loves all and is the foundation to such a sweet summer day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem