Remember, I was here,
I am here,
I will be here.
Here is, see, my mother.
Here is, see, my mother-tongue,
So sweet like nectar.
My mother earth, see,
Full of colours.
With and without war,
I am the victor.
You can call me
Here and hereafter.
I am the beginning and
I am the end here, forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
LIFE ITSELF IS THE VICTOR, ,