There was a red carpet that flooded the sky
it was rolled out by the dying sun
The stars were about to walk out of their
limos to greet the night with silent cheers
that originated from adoring eyes
and were thought about by adoring minds
The sun wasn't about to let the night
look prettier than the day
Not even a full moon can take this away
The clouds threaded a carpet so divine
For once everyone looked to the west
because something beautiful
was coming from it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem