From Boston with the muse of peace!
Let it be the one that i am looking for;
And like the tree of joy along the river of peace.
A new door!
The new lover;
And of your mind in this land! !
But, let it be the one that i am looking for.
Love!
With my little staff in my homaland;
Hope!
Still finding the way to reach there;
But, never give up on your dreams.
Life!
Others may be freed and others may be sentenced;
Lust!
As deep as the grave;
But, true love is stronger than death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem