I think I am fortunate enough
That I feel I am lucky
For getting a chance to live in my place
Where nature is kept nice and alive
The farms, and farmers, Teachers and students
The plays of school children,
And the pedestrians that travels through
The little approach road to my village
Even in midnight there we can go without fear
The freedom that enjoys, joyfully likes
Without ill will or pride the life continues
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem