After an hour or so
My eyes will be heavy
With sleep
I will visit another
World where I won't
Smile or weep
Outside stars will
Shine and play around
The moon
Drunk with coolness
Of breeze the tall trees
Will swoon
I will be in a world
From where glamour of night
Night is gone
To a fresh life of
Birds and butterflies I get
Up in the morn
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I would like to translate this poem
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