Slowly, our beautiful voices fading away…
Then, our symphony will turn into ashes.
Slowly, our tears dropp on our grief…
Then, our eyes will close calmly.
But don’t desperate…just smile…
The part of our mind told us,
“Your dreams will lose in vain…”
We could see our time will be turned into sorrow.
Now, don’t let our hope vanish…just smile…
In the bright or cloudy season,
Don’t break our precious diamonds.
Just smile, and you’ll feel the serenity…
In the shining or blemished time,
Don’t run too fast to find our sparkling dreams.
Just walk and smile, you’ll see the gleaming scenery of evergreen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is beautiful. I love the line 'Our symphany will turn into ashes'. Marcea