Never break for they give away their wings
For the thought to fly over the horizons of the blues
Never mute embrace each soul that sings
The more they give the less they have to lose
They strip some music from their flight
They steal some glimmer from their eyesight
For the abandoned and the abundant
Each gift undeserved but never redundant
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem