The starry heavens come out of their shell
And explode in the universe for fear;
Deadliest praise is subjected to the void,
Underneath the splendour or blanket
Oppresses a united country of grace
But also warmth and generosity.
The stars are in a journey of force,
Violent quakes collect to form bubbles
And then water so runny that the stars
Force the believers on this world to fear.
A life has emerged to be dear and caressed
Like the embraced ones then in the race.
Stars must replace the space around unfilled,
For they concentrate the heavens and earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem