The robin redbreast
with a flicker of its wings
vanished in the wind
Now who is going to sing
about dreams that faded out?
Κοκκινολαίμης,
με ένα φτερούγισμα
έγινε καπνός
ποιος τώρα θα τραγουδά
για όνειρα χαμένα;
Priests were and are messengers of GOD Now they rule larger countries like INDIA GOD ALONE BESTOWS to all You are a priest we know who has a word daily with God
Disappointment of dreams that did not come true so nicely painted.
Beautiful poetic expression! The question at the end, melts your heart!
With the flicker of the wings we admire your effort of joy. An interesting poem is very well penned.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
take a drum and drum stick strike on strike on strike on
Until one of them is broken! Thanks!