Those who haven't seen the Rain
Nor ever seen the Sea;
Will ask from time to time, confused,
Why must the Sky blue be?
Because the Rain can make you cry
The Sea can drown you dreams;
The Sky that fills them from himself
Reveals his silent screams.
The darkness gathers in the clouds
To show the wrath and pain;
It then comes down in guilt and grief
It comes in piercing Rain.
The smallest sail can lead a boat
Across the windy Sea-
But waves of anger tear it down
Bury it far from we.
So blue is the Sea collecting
The quickly falling Rain;
So blue is the Sky that births them
From envy, greed, and pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem