The sky will be clear
After some day
And we will come out
To dance and play
We will run in the streets
Chasing each other
And go to sleep on sands
By the river
The devil will go away
Just wait and see
We will come out of our
Homes and feel free
A fresh air will blow from
The country side
Laughter of joy will spread
Far and wide
And go to sleep on sands I TOO AM WAITING AKP DESPITE MY AGE
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A man leads life with hope. Whatever the dark night may be it must get morning. You have well executed on life after quarantine. Marvelous work.