As the waves make towards the pebbled shore
So do our moments and minutes hasten to their ends
But this inevitability shall soon be invoked
Kingdom against kingdoms, nations in trial
With witty perseverance, our struggle is to etenity
The splash in the lagoon shall soon fetch up probably here
Oh! The greatest on the olive
Mend our ebbing long ways
Though with idle tongues
We promulgate several changes in chameleon
End of these days no one could circumvent the fury
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem