Keep singing 
My nightingale.
For this life is a song 
And you sing so well.
When you sing 
Many listen to the lyrics  and rhythm. 
I feel mesmerised.
The voice pierce my heart's ear.
A butterfly runs amok
Through these vibrations.
It runs here and there.
The soul seeks a passage 
To escape the barriers
Of time and relationships, 
Asks for a new definition of life
Its purposes.
The song is life.
The life is a song.
You are the lyrics 
A beautiful mother wrote 
And who inspired
To live a wonderful life.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    