The blood drops
The tear falls
A heart breaks
Another one is gone.
Live this life,
Die in the end.
Hope for nothing,
Fail at it all.
Soon it will end.
Soon we all will fall.
But untill then may we fight.
May we fight for it all.
With the moon as our guide and sun as our strength
We will fight for our will and win at the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is amazing...how did you become such a great poet?