There is a sky for every kind of something
There is a sky for everything we fight
There is a road with many paths
There is a route for every journey on land
There is a time for every inch
There is a time in every second and last breath
There is justice in every circus
There is a win not on earth but the heavens beneath us
There is hope
There is doubt
There is freedom without a scouting
There is love not loving
There is hate but not hatred
There is heat not rain
Where there is water there is no desert.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem