You get our news before we know it,
You come from a seven-year road with a bird wing.
Understands the tongue of our eyes,
You know the secret of our hands.
He laughs like an honest book,
You wipe the sweat from our forehead.
He goes, this goes, that goes,
Friendship, you stay by your side...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem