She swims in a pool that's next to the sea,
Her place by the sea without me.
The moon it is bright and full in the sky,
And rests on the tip of a tree.
The sound of the waves brings me her peace,
And it whispers to me what she sings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's beautiful, i enjoyed the softness and tenderness, like brezzes of spring. Thank you.