A tent,
To spent the night in the forest!
With nature,
In the night! !
Like a dwelling place.
Height, eight!
Muse of the elevation;
Morally correct! ! ! !
With the muse of your mind;
In the night,
Able to respect nature.
Peel, wheel, heel, feel, sheet, fleet!
Like the muse of the street;
Shapes of things to meet in the dark!
With nature;
With a tent to camp with.
Studying and learning along the line!
And to encounter night-life in the bush;
In the bosom of nature! ! ! !
To cherish the status of the night;
With the affection of life on earth!
In a secret place with your tent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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