I wandered like a leaf on woodland air, 
I drifted quickly, here, then there! 
I drifted over blue seas and lakes, 
The waves trembled like there was a 'quake! 
I drifted over huge fields and hills, 
The birds sang their pretty trills! 
I am the wind, a light gentle breeze
I am the thing that shakes all the trees.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    