To go away,
Well, tell, sell, spell, bell, dwell!
To judge;
Dearly,
And to disappear,
Beloved! !
Pasture,
Structure,
Picture;
Still searching for you.
Dear! ! !
Building up;
Step by step,
Root, shoot, foot!
Not to loot;
Rendered with life,
Muse of righteous morals!
It is very quiet out there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem