It is my turn to speak,
But nothing to speak,
But to make you feel the time
And the life with us.
The life with the sun,
The life with the wind,
The life with the rain,
All life and all to enjoy.
No use of words,
No words to be used.
But life is there
To be used for others.
Listen to the time
And act with the moon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem