Tears flowing from my cheeks
Lips glued with chest about to explode
Gazing from the rectangular frame beyond
The heavy left and right foot left
Thank God I was able to cross the first bar.
The journey seemed endless
Sitting and the mind was wondering
The long sojourn had ended
The left and right foot left
Again I was able to cross another bar.
In both arms the loads were heavy
The body was shivering in fright
The long meandering queue was in sight
Time passed and I crossed another bar.
The sea of mean eternally flowed
Creating sounds nobody knew
A sweet modulated voice was heard
The heavy left and right foot left
Instinctively I crossed another bar.
Men locked in a huge vessel
That flew in a cloudy blue sky
A seemingly endless voyage had ended
I crossed another bar.
Queues of tens and twenties
Uniformed men were shouting
The passengers in the vessels were obeying
Praise God I crossed the last bar.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem