I've tried to count the stars,
But i was just tired of counting,
I've tried to look down and counted the sand,
Nahh, I couldn't really do too.
Haizzz...
So i stopped and slept.
Then in my dream,
I saw a man talking in front of me:
'My daughter, why do you push yourself doing impossible things without my permission?
Look, you're tired now,
And you don't even share to me about how you feel.
Here, hold my hand,
We'll count the stars and sand together.
But, i won't let you count on it.
Why?
If you're tired,
How can you reach the top and get the biggest star?
Just wait in the ground my dear,
Just enjoy stepping the sand,
And I'll prepare everything and i'll give it to you when you're on above.
What you'll need to do now?
Just face the basic challenges.
If you pass, my surprise for you will come soon.
Child, you can do that in my name.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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