My mother was awakened from her deep sleep when my younger sister sang a distressful song infront of the life-size mirror.
' Aize, would you please shut up your annoying voice! ' Mama scolded her.
My sis explained cleverly, 'I was trying to prove how powerful the voice is if i can break the mirror upon reaching the highest tenor pitch.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem