So nice
I keep dreaming
all the time
be it day or night
I cannot stay without
and
I dream of a land
so wonderful
with poets
who lived once like you
So you keep on dreaming too
many will join you
where-everare you
incidentally
where really
now are you
still like PP me
dreaming too
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem