At the dorm
back from windy roads
Endless lands
And waters icy cold
Restless mind
And a thirsty throat
The village pub
is the Isle's soul
Guinness pints and fairy tales
Laughing loud
Music drowned
Puffing away, at the door way
No, I won't go
There's no tommorow I know
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautifully written! :)