Winter, mist and snow
Beautiful nights they give
Wrapped myself in woolen blanket
Sleeps in a dream full night
The winter comes as a friend
The mist gives a cover in hide
The snow makes me little cool
The cuckoos sings its own songs
Without a break the water falls
From the heights of hills I hears
Great joy of hopes it gives
Great power of life I enjoys
In a flash of moment may it come
Till I try my lucks in winter
The snow makes me happy ever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
your free writing is nice...................wish you care about grammar more..............when the subject is I, the verb must be plural...............nice expression..................