We can all sit quietly
Oblivious to the world
The people walking and talking
Holding hands, showing their affection
Their love grows everyday more and more
And ours seems to fade slowly and intricately
What happened to us we used to be so happy
Now we are full of anger, and sadness
We cannot however be oblivious
To the sinking of us
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem