Putting an overseas shell to ear, it seems that from inside
I can hear rolling and menacing the ocean's sighs,
A noise of the thundering salt waves, the foaming raging tide,
Somewhere in the distance a pelican's the shrilling cries...
Wind of wandering picked up my thoughts, as in a fairy tale,
Taking to distant lands... And, through the fog's a white satin,
A heart-island appeared, filling with dreams the ship's a sail
Near shore of Hope there, at will of lonely captain.
Having tamed the stormy temper of the emerald waves,
I'll take a look at the view of the azure lagoon,
Hide a heart key in the shell like pearl - let this island saves
A treasure of true feelings from the powerful typhoon.
And, having resolutely stepped onto the sandbar forth,
Without fear of the wind or wayward waves' commotion,
Finding the isle of Happiness at the edge of the earth,
I will step towards the light, into the heart of ocean...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem