"You have lost, "they say to him,
He feels pain and grief,
"Have I really lost? "he asks himself,
But surprisingly he sees the green signal is always on,
Indicating that he has not lost at all;
"But how?
They say I have lost, "he asks his conscience anxiously,
Immediately he gets the answer from inside,
"You may have lost in their open eyes and apparent judgement,
But you have truly won in the moral sense,
Which is the greatest win of all."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem