We know that the day will come to us,
We used to see this earth will be disappeared
We have to leave in which were gorgeous,
We have to close our eyes indeed.
The stars will keep shining at night,
Morning will rise as usual,
The sun will give its blazing light
The hours we passed will rest as idle.
When I think about the end of my moments,
Lots of nice memories will come before eyes,
My heart can not but barks,
The curtain of my eyes will shed their tears.
We used to run after this world's treasures,
Though they are not allowed to bring with us-
Except some white clothes,
Let our last breathe to pass without any chaos.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem