Sometimes this life hurts us in so many ways.
We don't understand it but there it still lays.
Fly balls we can't catch, curve balls we can't hit.
We've just got to know we can never quit.
What goes wrong may be just today.
Tomorrow may hold an open play.
Although it hurts so much we just don't realize
If we just look up the sun still shines in the sky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem