All the world is a desert.
Of people,
of thoughts
and sometimes of dreams.
Sometimes something is broken.
You keep trying to fix it.
And you do not succed to.
But you bring roses into desert.
And even the fountain
with cold and clear water.
Without you, Little Prince,
we could not lend a smile one to another.
Without you, Little Prince,
come from a star,
we would not know how sad
is to look at a sunset.
Without you, Little Prince,
we would not know how vital is
to need a sheep.
And unless we got thursty
we would not know
how vital is to need
a Little Prince like you.
Do you know it? You are so little
just we could keep you better
in our heart.
Because without you
we would vainly be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem