Your heaven is engaged in springing and jumping,
Underneath the sky is pictured the spirit abounding.
May God seal their hearts and so forever expel the ones,
No matter the appearance of actions, whatever the admirations.
Aliens, eggs of aliens, and friends of bad men are against us,
Failures of speech accompany the laughter so much with accurateness.
What is their absurd heart telling them? Why do they loathe?
Justice screams hard on believers and makes them unclothe.
The clothing of this code is so married to our souls,
That heads are strung like their system and emotion and the holes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem