There is a place where we all go
To vanquish every whim and woe
To the forest we must take
The key that opens heaven’s gate
And in this gate we must find
A riddle that we left behind
And in this riddle we live in fear
For there is no lies in here
So when we go to face our fears
We must go ready with our tears
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem