Once I had been Elsinore with Hamlet
Both were thinking
What to be done!
Everything was ready
Going to Wittenburg to study.
Finding nothing, we slept
For a long time forgetting timelessness.
We discussed.
We decided.
Something to be done!
Must we do something to do.
We started doing to change.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem