Faith, you keep praying for,
Kneeling before
As for the survival of love
And Innocence, you feel it sad not,
View not so tearfully.
Your innocence will finally pay in the end
Which the world knows it not
The power of simplicity and being pure,
Clear and clean from within,
The value of the clean and pure heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem