Let it be written...
My heart is full of an unusual gladness.
I think I will dance like a wasp round the light..
With my soft wings flapping slowly in a certain calmness..
Some joys are better said so I shall my joy recite..
Let it be written upon the walls, upon every fabric..
About the whispers of change echoing within..
The day has newly broken, the dark days are weak.
Let our eyes be cleansed from the evils we've seen..
We are marching on new sands of victory..
With our national flag waving with pride..
Today is the day we've made a decent history..
With our fingers clinging to each other side by side..
We are here smiling and waiting in anticipation.
Waiting for the fresh breath of freedom and peace..
We are watching the truth sprouting in our new nation..
Sprouting in stretched hand with confidence and bliss..
Let it be written upon time's unpredictable heart..
About the beauty the world has seen today..
Let it be read in the future that our nation shan't be apart.
No matter the hurdles, no matter what come may...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem