Friends all over the world at first don't know each other
They _perhaps_ live in opposite sights and think that they bother each other
Feel of ignorance, feel of being alone is like a cracking hammer
In this condition, seeing a smile from an unknown future friend is so glamour
Their fathers and brothers attack to their sights
So the children will hate each other, it's called the dead light!
A red Rose that is destroyed under their relative's boots was so red!
It was like the blood of them, End of earth, sleep on the dead bed!
Smell of gunpowder, the angel of death
Who will let the bullet to fly; they will stop your breath!
The rights …the old word that people say
If these words continue and the papers just sign, we will have a children blood bay!
Children foundation...he he! Who sees the body of dead children? Did they pick them up?
Or just you can talk: ' Yeah the rights of them should be reserved! '...Liars at the top!
Noble price is the game of old politics men
It's not important for them who is alive or who is going to die, they just look, say something, and then this word spread, Amen!
Children should live equally, they shouldn't be killed and die
If a person lives with them for a day is brave, for sure he doesn't lie!
Game of power is for you, leave the children alone
Don't just kill them, don't break their bone!
Friends all over the world should be existence; they like to be friends,
Let's not take their chances, let's not tell them it's the end!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem