Wake up you fool!
Still you are sleeping when death is on your door
Stand up now!
Change the world; make new history
Don’t quit
Unless you solve some old mystery
Until you gain your name on the earth
Don’t Rest even if Death call you toward her way
Move, Move, Move ahead
Take my promise and move ahead
If you win the battle for your name
I will give you heaven and fame
The almighty will himself present on the gate of heaven
To welcome his beloved son; the conqueror of fate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem