Wonderful evening!
The weather is fine,
The young poet is
In full swing,
He wants to listen
A beautiful song
In his great realm,
But that does not happen,
He is compelled
To listen a harsh and ugly song,
So what?
Even this song becomes
Pleasant and serene
In his fertile domain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In the poetic fertile ground Everything is pleasant