The days are bright
No matter morn or night
Everywhere is shining light
Dreams of heaven came out
Everything is perfect
When the love is around
The angels upon With their white crowns
Are singing prayers upon
In their crystal veil covered ponds
The birds are blue
With the sky they flew
The sky is raining love
Is that true?
My soul wants to fly
Like the birds on the sky
When the blue peace wears the sky
To revive and sigh on the pities of lie
The world becomes so beautiful when the love empires hearts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem