Half around the world with no internet
What a beautiful way to freely connect
With these bits of coins owned by native tongues, my life I bet
To be a citizen of the world, living comfortably on the wages I get
Half around the world with all the dreams in my age I have spent
I finally return to my senses, only to see the dead watching the sunset.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem