'I keep busy in excavating
mines,
Hopes and morale are high,
Love and faith have lit heart of
mine,
I live for the greatest ambition of mine,
satisfied I will be when,
take out of that mine,
That which shine on its own,
in the light of which ambiguities
get burnt into ash! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem