Rhymes danceable Finnish

In the morning, I always have a life of hunger,
night sleep leaping onto the hair.
Fatigue generates its own poem,
it is sufficient to write the word
at a time. They are dancing in a row
However, in a row.
Burn inside of me came the words,
languishing racking longing
hanging in the air rhymes.
I'll stick to them, the paper
I write a poem a rose-scented.
Or the nature of pain, harrowing tone.

My thoughts around this
the world, I am citizen of the world.
Rhymes danceable Finnish.