Sets us all in tears;
The dirge at us leers;
O, hear, O, hear,
The distant cries of me and you;
It's time to bid adieu, adieu!
We face flood;
We face drought;
Time is wrought;
Tide of blood
Overflows everywhere in the society;
Corona, the aftermath of bestial gaiety.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem