Then
at day break
we found...
the sun
sweeping
our mountain tops
in the east
with its soft light
delighting the eyes
of the Valleyets
Now
the sun is displeased
with the Valleyets
Every season
for us is like
Winter
Mykoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What would we do without the sun. It provides life on earth. And what would we do without the rain, thatbto provides life on earth. The winters cuts everything to the core, so spring everything starts anew.