Born to save! ,
who shall open this seal?
silence engulf the land beyond,
who can go for us?
white-feathered creatures took a bat-like position,
Just for that Edernic implication.
but the lamb,
signed the mission of restoration,
silent night last not forever,
bowed for a ceremonious earth delivery.
As creator's eyes appeared to be sun.
Born to save!
to a wood archer,
and a clean woman of the universe,
mat game they play not.
His dove dwells in the animal kingdom,
a lone star;
gifted astrologists gave a trace,
open hands to the prince that shuts the gate of hell.
just give not his birth-death a waste, .
So let's play melodious sounds.
for his death;
Christminster will remain,
immortal with Christiandom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem