Bring, ring!
Rring my bell and,
Let me see your ring;
For, the marriage supper is ready for you to taste my love.
To, tote!
With the toll of life;
Land, Island!
But, no man is an Island.
Stars, starts!
To start everything with the sweet muse of love;
And, to be much focused for the future,
Without hatred and war.
Saw, say!
To see the ways of life and,
To say someting about it;
But, with muse respect to all mankind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem