By unknown author
On heels the Happiness was running,
The summer Rain was in galoshes,
In shoe covers was the Disaster...
The Passion - in what then? Who knows...
The Trouble has shuffled in the boots,
The Cosiness - in soft light slippers,
In heavy shoes the road took
The Slander, Jealousy and Grief...
The lace-up shoes were worth to Talants,
The sneakers tried to have Success,
The Love was flitting 'en pointes',
It had united all to test...
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I would like to translate this poem