God has been traveled to another city of the world for finding sinners
Therefore, the weather is turning for rough and blowing wind that is murmuring where are you
The storm is blowing across the city but not drooping stars or moon on the sky
I also looked over the yard but did not see either wind or soul of mine
The heart of the god is paining that is because people are struggling
Sun, moon, and ocean they are moving but it is not a proper way
The moon has become a colony of the white people
Therefore, sea level is being increased, nature become uncontrolled
Before the middle of the night the shadow of the god who lay down upon the rock
It showered by moon rays up to heal the wound and blood clot in the heart
Couldn't singing is a song for the noble one to solve his heart trouble and invasion that enemy of your life as well as killers of your soul
But also, the noble one sitting on there rock for thinking
Tears have dried because a noble one is giving a true order for the universal
The friend of lonely people they life was salvation by him eternal power
The gown and the sword has wrapped thou all over the body
Bidding killing that is hurting somebody in the world because they were sinners on this world
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem