long kept secrets
lay beneath a placid lake
move with scurrying fish and
into a brook they flow,
washed and cleansed by cascades
still the brook babbles through the houses
now the whole village knows
kept secrets of long ago
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I would like to translate this poem
The lake and the brook and the village speak a history of kept secrets through your words...great write10