In the eyes of unborn child
What kind of world he can recognize?
Out of wonder to lead his thought
There was nothing to be proud of
Mother can see where the future would be
Beyond her dreams, inside of a reality
But the night is quiet and to confine
And only aware of the sleeping mind
Swallow the wisdom, my love, for the sake of your children
Remember the secret of godly-made heaven under your toe
Well the minds are fragile and weak against the wall
Nothing but the logical insight to defend from her fall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem