I wish that i could fly,
I wish that all the birds would die,
I wish that there would be no hate there,
it would be just be me, myself and I.
I wish that we could all come together,
then we could all join in song.
There would be no hate,
but only dates.
I wish we could all come together to sing,
which it may be our last.
For that finial hour,
there would be no sorrow.
I wish when we are gone,
they will remember us in song.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem