Up and down, the carousel
goes around to wish you well,
playing its sweet melody.
Come on, come and see!
Horses and a unicorn,
mermaids with their purple horn,
dancing in the melody;
there for all to see.
Quickly, how the years have passed;
carousel could never last.
Now, only in memory,
could you come and see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nostalgic feelings for the bygone...sweet poem...thanks