Black is beautiful,
Beautiful black.
Life is peaceful,
Peaceful life.
I like to live
With pure goodness.
Life is good with
The sun that rises.
Earth, water, fire, air
And the sky- all five
Are here with us.
We are as strong as
Anyone with energy
Unfinished with good wish.
Black has kept all colors
With it in a careful manner.
Black is the well-wisher
Who appear by own perfect accord.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem