Let beauty comes out of those ashes
let that smile surpass the pains
Sing that praise when the load seems heavy
and let God do His thing, He is the Almighty.
Life' battles will forever rages
the type that will drift you on shifting sand
but go through every pages
shame the devil, that even rocks will envy your stand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem