I wonder if you can see it too
The house burns in the Northern River
Water can’t come in if you close the door
Such a free thinking, from someone who just fell
It’s like a mid day in summer
The heat is going to take you away
Mother of ocean screams your name
But you never, never really hear of it
I want to save another glass
To see if I can take a look at my future
But the light turns to dim under the same sun
And everyone starts to cry the same old justice
I wonder if you can see it too
The country falls behind the chair
Nobody can see what they really have
Now that there are so much to think about
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a beautiful poem. Very expressive...10!