Our time turns everything possible into What is called impossible... Our time greatly surprises you With the unexpected anytime... Our time is bitter-sweet anytime, anywhere, And everywhere... our time replenishes us with a lot of lies And with a lot of headaches anytime... Our time believes the liars and It disbelieves the faithful... Our time is timeless and absurd Simply because everyone and everything are The wrong road anytime. ______________________________________________________________________
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I would like to translate this poem