Forty drillion army on land
Ten in the sea another ten in the air
Sixty drillion army to be feared
Boots stumping in the sand
Some say they are good monsters
Bullets of wings, heavy and tall
The sixty drillion army of the unseen
Sixty drillion army has a story
The ones from the knowledge of light are countless
In the pure ones the world rests
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am wowed, good I was starting to enjoy and then it came to an end.