As we all stand now here as one though we are many I ponder why is it we gather? Be it for the reason of seeing this, our world, reformed a new so that it may be like the old? I find myself believing so. And now as I find myself in the front lines I shall travel forward so that I may come upon you and take your hand from behind. Fare thee well comrade.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem