The Beautiful Gates of the wombs,
Viewing them with the very eyes of the Scribes and Pharisees! !
But, allow the pregnant women to enter in first.
There are rules everywhere!
And, laughter finds the hearts of many;
Coming out with joy,
To the Sheep Gate.
Calf, half, behalf!
Fresh today and, old tomorrow;
However, true love will always find you,
Even if you are hiding in a hole.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Even if you are hiding in a hole.' You are due to shine and sparkle. Once the rays of light beholds the moment of your birth. NICE!