Just to watch the moon raise is like seeing the sunset but yet the moon is the moon of the angel of respect thus when the light of the moon touch once heart for one been fill with respect and yet every star that touch the night sky for it's the stars that will fill the night air with respect.
For when the moon shine thus the stars shall twinkle in the night but for every touch of respect there one shall see the angel of respect for who's heart is fill with respect but yet the angel of respect is the family of Star bucks.
Where there green hills thus one shall see the angel there waiting to fill a heart with respect which to the family respect is special like a rose is special but yet for who will be touch with respect to touch the sky for the stars of respect is the angels of the night.
When the stars twinkle thus the twinkle is for the angel of respect for who shall fill the moon with respect to be shine on once face when one see the light of the moon for the light is respect to the angel of respect yet the stars of respect is the angels of the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem