Oh, you are smiling,
Okay then, go on smiling.
This place is to smile dear,
Nothing but smile,
The only thing to do here.
Dear, am I really
A thing or a person to smile?
Still, I see you smiling.
I know not dear
Who you are at this time.
You are looking at me
And I am looking at you
The whole truth, dear truthful.
And I know no one is in falsehood.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Truth is the extention of falsehood Is it really!