Bend low again, night of summer stars.
So near you are, sky of summer stars,
So near, a long-arm man can pick off stars,
Pick off what he wants in the sky bowl,
So near you are, summer stars,
So near, strumming, strumming,
So lazy and hum-strumming.
Nice dedication. With the muse of summer. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The rhyming is so perfect and pleasant are the lines ' so near, a long-arm.......the sky bowl'.