It was a sound of chime!
Before sun began the game,
An age reply,
Everyone was transparent and motionless,
It was heaven or hell,
We don't know,
So we know the magic to do,
Sun glows and burns the window delight,
Answering the sun, to the moon,
Spark and spark, it's true magic,
We are not magician, whose and why before you?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem