Cold winds are making me very sad
This is too bad
But there is no need to be sad
When weather changes
It brings to us sweat dreams
Sometimes very terrifying screams
Rise and fall
Striving against a tall
Having a great fall
Waiting for the mysteries to unfold
As it is very cold, icy cold
Soon will this tale become a previously told?
Dig deeper, you are looking for gold
Failures do come in life
But Hopes are still alive
This chillness will come to an end one day
When I will start making again some hay
I am waiting for the sun to shine
From there will I start my new regime?
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I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Faruk. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks