Why to take birth,
If we have to die.
Why to enjoy the childhood days,
If we can only recall it.
Why to make friends,
If they will be changed into stranger.
Why to build dreams,
If they can't be achieved.
Why to enjoy sun rise,
If it will set once a day.
Why to survive with suffocation,
If we are destined to death.
Because, Because, Because
Nothing comes easy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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