Under this canary yellow moonlight,
We shake dreams from willow trees. O this night
Is filled with stars that spread across the skies,
Like glittering ribbons thrown by a child.
Under this streaming, god blessedmoonlight
We share our secret thoughts with flowered words.
We share a heightened sense of sound and sight.
On this night, magic and wonder are stirred.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautifully written moonlight merriment. Very well written. Good work.
Thanks Varsha!