To praise you,
To promote you,
Taught and practiced!
But, flow to it when it is the truth;
And like positive hearts and minds.
Of your figure,
Of your make-ups,
Of your beauty;
But, what is really inside you? !
For, true-beauty really comes from the heart than,
Outside look.
Late, collate!
The ruling order is now guiding the right mind with the laws;
Open, openly!
Foreknown,
Foreordain,
With the muse of the heavens! !
But, to inherit the truth with peace is better than the bullets of war.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem