Just how wonderful life is without you,
As I walk steep away in the darkest hill.
The saddest day would be the time
when the rainbow does show up.
The greatest creature of all is me.
I can weep too much and too loud;
I can laugh too hard and harder enough.
All at once, silently, oh nobody knows.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem