There is no time; the sky will kiss the ground,
If you want to fly to the sky; you should have your wings,
If by flying to the sky; your happiness will be found.
Even if you have to fly to the sky with your broken wings, just fly.
A dream is earned and lost in the mind,
You have a brain for you to depend,
Be given a critic in your mind to depend
The only way to fly is to fly,
You and I will die someday,
Your thought could live every day,
You and I will vanish physically,
Your soul could sough around
I don't want to die before I live,
I don't want my grave before I breathe,
I don't want them to cry before I give them a smile,
Tell yourself and stand up to fly.
Look at the mirror; you will see a magic you,
Look at you and make a long lough,
You are the magic the world have been looking,
Grab your shovel, you have been on standby.
It is never too late to fly, JUST FLY.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem