Well, my dear
It seems it's time
Time for me to go
Time to be on my way
On my way to make this
land, this nation, better
Day after day
Day by day
And yet, I'll still think
of you often
As they say
All's fair in love and war
Yes, I must be going
And I know you'll be
crying
Pleading me not to go
But in the end I have to
All's fair in love and war,
my dear
So don't you fear
I may be away
But I'll always be near
No matter how short or
how long the distance
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem