The sun shines,
The moon hides.
The birds sing,
The flowers bloom.
But the sea stays the same.
No wonder,
Why it’s not happy?
The ghosts sleep,
The angels are awake,
To see the sunshine.
There’s rainfall,
There’s a rainbow.
With puddles of water,
That’s nature’s beauty.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem