Soon, very soon
It won’t last till noon
Yes, there shall be no more mourning
For true happiness will rise like the sun in the morning
We all shall be delighted like a young man who just fell in love
And like a mother who just found her only child that was lost
If only we know how close we are to the finish line
Then we would know that patient is not a crime
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem