Inside of my heart there is a sky
And in that sky the birds fly high above thsky
But it is the wind that helps the birds to fly
And the sun is shine on the other side where there is a beach inside of My heart also
And in the middle of the beach there is the bridge ove trouble waters
Because of the rain in the sky that is inside of my heart we had some Rain
And that rain flooded my heart verybadly that the bridge over trouble Waters are now destroid
But it is in the bridge that the trucks and cars travel all the way north
But the trucks that travel on the bridge over trouble waters are Transporting goods to be sold in the supermarkets north
And the cars are traveling north because some people live north and Work at north
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hmmm....a very disjointed and scattered poem. A very perplexing read this poem is!