'She was dressed in white and green
and she looks so fresh and clean
her face like a beauty queen
the best I have ever seen
the green leaves and sturdy trees
seems to go down in their knees
the winds just shiver and freeze
that it makes one heart at ease
the skies and the great blue sea
seems to embrace in pure glee
it turns the best it could be
when she waved her hand to me.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem