When there are no tears
How will our oceans flow
When there are no flesh
How will our meals be spiced
When there are no pains
On whouse gong shall we dance
When there are no sorrows
Where would our inspirations be
When there are no confusions
On which feather shall we mount
And when there is no fire
In which hell shall u burn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very good write, thanks.