I believe
You don't know
The dark history
Of this world,
But you know
Only the bright history
Of this earth,
This is the best for you,
For this you are always a blithe spirit,
See your surroundings,
Everybody is jealous of you,
As they also want
To be joyous and jubilant like you,
But they can't,
Because they know only the dark and gloomy history
Of this sphere;
I have found
All the great writers of this realm
Want to write you and only about you,
As they surely know
You are the happiest and holiest soul of this planet.
Yes... but happiness is the froth on the milk shake! I think life is usually just a daily rut until devastation hits and we grieve so deep or until a happy even occurs and our heat jumps up and down for joy! Great poem., , ,10++++
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I would like to translate this poem
thank you thank you AAAA RRRRRRRRRR Everybody is jealous of you, As they also want To be joyous and jubilant like you, But they can't, BUT WE ALL LOVE YOU AAAAARRRRRR