ONLY ONE
WHO IS YOURS
AND YOURS FOREVER
NEVER RUINED BY PRIDE
NOR SUFFERED IN LOVE
ONCE EXTENDED
THE HAND IS FOREVER
HE IS THE TORCH BEARER
THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL
THE SHINE AT THE DARK OF NIGHT
THE SUN AT THE END OF WINTER
EVERYBODY DIES
OR PARTS FOR SOME REASON
OR WE FEAR THEIR VALUE
AND PRETEND MANY ODD FEWS
IN JOY AND SORROW
WITH RICH AND POOR
HE WHO JOIN HANDS
AND SHARES THEIR WOES
THE ONE AND ONLY GOD
BORN OUT OF FAITH
BLOSSOMED FROM THE BEGINNING
AND BLOOMING THROUGHOUT THE EVENING.............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem