When times are tough
And things go wrong,
I take my pen
And write a song.
The sun will shine,
The moon will rise.
No matter how,
Dark are the skies.
The storm that strikes
Against the shore.
After some time,
Will be no more.
The mighty clouds
That send down rain.
Will wash away
Much of this pain.
And then I think,
About my love,
And God sends peace
From up above.
For God is Love
And Love is He.
And happiness
Is meant to be.
Is your life tough?
Have things gone wrong?
Then hold my hand
And sing my song.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is such a stunning one, i hope we shall one time anthologize poetry with you.