I am flying like a piece of paper in gusty wind
Not knowing where I'm destined to go,
Or swirling on the mid-sea like an aimless boat
Unwillingly off-shored by a stormy blow,
Yet like the hopeful captain of a sinking ship
I dangle from the mast with compass at hand,
Trying to save myself and those aboard—
Someday or the other we may find a land.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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