The pleasure of walking down the early morning road singing
Breeze in my face
Silence all around
The pleasure of seeing
Singing and seeing and walking
And a crazy happiness
Too great to describe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the dawn blessed face of godly light this is the time for walking; breathing freshness talking with self; smiling with self or whispering with serenade breeze or listening the rhythm of green leaves pleasurably all come with happiness