Voices of love,
Voices of songs,
Voices of peace;
But fogotten is my face in the land of darkness!
And somewhere someday,
I will be remembered once again in the light of love.
Sadness is my face!
And like the hill of foreskins;
But somewhere someday i will be remembered! !
And like the voices of love, songs and peace;
For i have toiled enough on this earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem