time to peep with birds
May admirations marked with blooming of trees
lazily and drowsily an everyday life is sitting down
at the bottom of a deep bowl of soup
coloured with winter tomato paste
enthusiastic with parsley of the green parsnip
sparrow bristled up looking with opened window
is heralding news of the spring nest
built high indoors of house
as ever is a purpose
of climbing hurriedly green grapevines
and of colourful traveller's joys smelling of bells
I am spicing up with my smile dimness
of the gloomy day turned down
I am coming out from the shadow
for you...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautiful and romantic poem. I like it.