I can go wherever is there for want though I do not have
I may wander here and there and back again, again
But I do not see the waterfall or the willow tree sway,
nor the white sand of paradise or the mother bird’s way.
I could be the stars of east or the tree tops in the west
I would sing with thy wind without a care for the other man’s jest
But i shall not, for freedom has its price and this I am to pay.
One wishes freedom for tranquality but in this insolent society one is really frightful and the fear lies deep inside every innocent soul for the external cruel world.....Yet freedom should be the destiney of every human being....10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'I could be the stars of east or the tree tops in the west I would sing with thy wind without a care for the other man’s jest' You want to abdicate this sovereignty? ..10..