Running around in the heat of Africa!
Then came the rain;
Yes, in the raining season,
As, Sarah came out with her love.
The muse of life in the land of peace!
Hearing Sarah's voice as she called for help;
But, who is ready to listen to her?
Sarah's voice!
It is time to take care of her;
After being alone for many years.
Life!
Records are there to be broken;
Working hard towards your dreams.
Sarah's voice!
Like the muse of a flying eagle;
But, the chemistry of her love is now all over her,
Like the sweet songs of the forest at night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem