When you are dry,
Then you cry,
To raise the cloud,
To clean the dirt,
To clean the dirty thought,
Confessing; not to repeat,
When cloud rained,
You have been cleaned,
Peace that you gained,
Then you start your journey again,
Forgetting everything,
I say everything,
“O the mind of oblivion”
You have killed me; millions time
Distorting life’s pretty rhyme,
Tell me, please tell me..
Who will Sing the song of peace?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When you are dry, Then you cry, To raise the cloud, To clean the dirt, To clean the dirty thought, Confessing; not to repeat, - - true