You’ll never guess
what kind of chest
I found at the bottom of the sea
I fought through the sea and cold
and though the legend for told
that again it will never be seen
It was me who found
on the ocean sea the ground
the chest, and what a beauty it be
but I’m glad to say
that on this very day
what’s in the chest is not what it seems
For what’s in this trunk
is nothing but junk
What really counts is the remarkable journey
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the flow is realy good. i cant wait to see more of your work