If i should die by fire.
Then let me burn.
If i should die by ice.
Then let me freeze.
But should i lose all hope and desire.
Never use what i have learned.
Then let me die by the vice.
Slowly crushed until i leave.
If i should live for lust.
Then let me live as a libertine.
If i should live for nothing.
Then let me fade as a ghost.
But should i live as i must.
Carrying on for all my dreams.
Hopefully it will be for my king.
Giving my life for god utmost.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oww, I like this one! !