Drunk with the wine of
Mother and mother-tongue,
Each one could see and
Could understand
The world in a better way.
Let the sky come to
Each one and serve the wine
For a better future
That is at the door near.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
each one is sovereign in this world and each one has right to talk and express himself in his mother-tongue.