When I will die;
A new life will come,
Again, walk in this old street,
Where, I will end my temptation.
When I will die;
A new poem will start,
Again, the words will be alive,
Where, I will loose my tunes.
When I will die;
A new curse will begin,
Again the burdens will be moved,
Where, I will be tired of these.
When I will die;
A new history will be written,
Again, there will be some wars,
Where, I will be defeated by life.
When I will die....
when wil I die hey life is sweet enjoy it stop thinking about death
What is going to be happened? - 'A new life will come, a new poem will start, a new curse will begin, & a new history will be written' Nice and creative idea. Added 10 with joy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
when you die weeds will grow upon...... preserve a tree.....................