Two friends talked over a term
While travelling by a tram
One: What a life in me!
Full with happiness, luxury, satisfaction
Other: Are you happy?
Other: What a life in me!
Full with miseries, demand, deprivation
One: Are you sad?
The talking ended at the desired stoppage
No one was victorious
Both were in confusion
They left the stoppage separately and lonely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem