Our brief sojourn on this Earth
draws so swiftly to its close,
and only Death right answer, -
if there is one, - might disclose.
Answer
Where of Love there is a dearth,
‘tis in vain that mankind sows, -
Love is life and hope, rebirth,
what a pity no-one knows!
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I would like to translate this poem
Very nice read. Well written prose. I enjoyed the flow and the thoughts it conveyed to me. Regards, -Daniel