As I stare through my window
A picture frame for this modern life
People pass without a care in the world
I stare daytime into night
I stand, up above the sky is crying
Nothing lost is nothing gained
A party piece of legend they say
An apparition of hope and glory
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
look again tonight... it might change. thanks for sharing.md