when the sun rise
The earth dyes.
Collapse the duplicity
Attack the cruelty
But the high fidelity
Facing the probability
So the friend doesn't wear fake cloak
Never amend through downs walk
Man cannot live by bread alone
But by a loyal friend with balanced tone
Help and be in touch.
Loves his friend so much.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem