In the moonlit night
I got a cosy shelter at an inn,
There I fell deep asleep,
Then I listened
The sweetest song of the world
In my sleepy realm,
The song carried me
To the land of eternal peace,
Soon I forgot my earthly existence altogether.
To attain eternal peace on earth is almost next to impossible, with all hustle and bustle we keep ourselves engaged in unproductive work.
Sometimes our dream can take us anywhere. A wonderful and well expressed poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem! ! ! !