No song I have my blessed child
No thoughts which could bid adieu,
As you travel to yonder world
Where you'd start your life anew;
Know the Almighty will bequeath
Upon you his blessings due,
Fair angels will be by your side
And cupids will play with you.
You will bask in glory and joy
Of the past you will not rue,
Live in gardens of paradise
Immersed in a blissful hue.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem