Who is a real man and where is he? ?
Everywhere search is going on, bad luck, not getting one!
I asked the air
And it is silent there.
I asked the fire
And it has no answer.
The water smiled at me
And I forget the theme.
Only the earth
Has its worth.
I see the sky
And ready to fly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem