Reaching into the past, watching a musical video of the
Village People in 1978, absolutely loved them back then
and still do today.
Wonderful rhythms, remembrances that still lift this
poet's spirits, bringing a smile to face, heart and
mind.
Being touched even now with their intense energy and
vibrant voices, still love them, wishing to have met
them, asking why they weren't still singing today.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem