I starred at the sky,
where there was no cloud flied,
And there I saw the moon,
passing while I was whistling a mournful tune,
And then she smile opon me.
The stars was playing the song,
While the moon was singing along,
And then I started to smile
without sorrowful feeling in my mind
I, then, started to think
what happiness she gave me in that hint,
of the music she sang to me.
I like how you speak of the moon as a friend. The personification is very moving.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A light in the dark......great work! ! ! Thanks...........