Lying on the bed
In greatest pain!
The great-grandma,
The maternal one.
She lives in pain
At her bed,
No fun for her
And is calling God all day.
Silent one
The great-grandma,
Her son is my
Gold grandpa for old.
She lives on and on and we pity
Seeing her great pain.
Age 90
Of great-grandma.
May these sorrows of her
An opposite sight.
Turning to sorrow
Seeing her sorrow,
May in tomorrow
Live happily extremely she,
Under the blessings from God.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem