the spring star
is the memory
of the herkulean delight
the dream of the Galaxy
are coming true
the spring star is
lighting up thousand
shooting stars
and a way into the
distance
the spring star
ist sending me
now a golden mirror
in which dreams have
been immortalised
i am giving
the spring star
thousand pieces of gold
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem