Memories reclaimed;
memories acclaimed;
Cheering through the night;
the future wont be nice.
A gross background;
our heads on the ground;
Born with no silver spoon;
the earth creates no fool.
Wish those years back;
wish our past was right;
Enjoy the fray no more;
flowers have ceased to cure.
Wish for the healthy means;
family was the basic hit.
Whence doth my heart go? ;
no where but home;
Man i have become;
lights have turned dark.
Boundaries so high;
home calls from afar;
Days of gold;
our hearts never waxed cold.
Memoirs of the past;
where we played glad.
Memoirs of the past;
where our love waxed with pride.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem