Again, Sunday's night
Is it good or bad?
Let this be then die
Nothing is ever right
If I sleep on it
I won't be so sad
Then comes Monday again
Good or bad
I will watch and see
Nothing is perfect nor white
I will live it
I will not be mad
Days or things are neither
Good or bad
Only people can decide
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem