The nature can creat this balance!
Leaves, boughs, branches and trees
Speak out to cover and recover our silence.
Even the deads come to laugh at the alives,
We are gifted such a lives.
Yet, call this land a heaven!
At least we can eat and breath,
Thanks to the kings men,
We can lie and also lie alive or dead!
Yet, call this land a heaven! At least we can eat and breath, Thanks to the kings men, We can lie and also lie alive or dead!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem dedicated to motherland...10