I walk through the life
As if in sleep
Not exactly knowing;
What and why I do
What I am doing;
I live through the life
As if in a trance
Not exactly living;
As a bird, free and carefree
Hopping, chirping and flying;
I go through the life
As if I am a light
Brightening and dimming;
To get lost when play is over
As little stars appear teeming.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice penning about the flow of life.