Here you prance
There I dance
We are in are own times
We are lost in are minds
The sky is sparkling
The sun a shining
The grass is soft
The leaves are blowing
I feel the wind on my face
Even the flowers seem to be singing
We do not speak
There is no reason to
Even in silence we are in love
Forever in love we will dance until the world ends
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good way of capturing the senses. great work!