Severin my love,
In the white and the light are righteousness done;
So rejoice in life to keep your mind going,
And be like the very muse around you.
The earth often drinks the rain that comes upon it,
And our labour is not just for one day;
But forever till we end up in the grave and,
The last shall be first.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem