The sight of town from this height,
The light of the sun shining bright,
The cool breeze of the purest air,
All that and more that made me gay.
Every second i spent here will be kept,
Treasured in the little golden box
The memories of the hours,
I know will forever be ours
For this short lived moment
The best time I will surely savour,
'Coz this pleasure and sweet,
I know won't last long.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem