When the dark night
Rushes into the horizon
of life
the stars unfold
Into empty spaces
As the night jewels
Behind the jealous moon
the cold trees whisper
as the world opens up
Through the rushing clouds
Roaming free
Into the forest
Into the mountains
Into that distant place
Where dreams are found
And happiness plays
Its sweet melody
and into that horizon of love
let us sing hymns of glory
for the lord
who was fair
in life and forever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem