To laugh is not bad,
But you never laugh,
I know, dear.
But why you are silent
That I know not.
You are the master,
Master of all words.
Without your consent
No word sound well.
You are the means,
You are also the end,
And yet, you allowed
All to laugh and utter
Words for good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Laugh at the truth if you are so brave.