Oh, night sky,
how mystical you seem;
so far away and high,
in glistening starry dream...
Oh beautiful you are
in your deep magical way,
so profound and afar
for the coming day.
Oh life goes on
in dreams and reality,
freely and never done
into times eternity.
Oh life's a magical hour
so much in its wake,
like seasonal flower
spring and summer make.
We are here on earth
to find and give what's true,
in every dreams worth
and that's all up to you.
Oh beautiful morn coming
sweet you always are,
dreams blossoms blooming
just like a nightly star.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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