When the flowers are seen,
Thank the roots and the green,
That struggle hard in sunshine,
To water and feed the stems,
Expect nothing in returns,
But for the sharing of energy,
When the flowers are seen,
In the trees of the nations,
When the developing flowers bloom,
From the hard working roots of human,
Appreciate them for their concern,
Let the flowers bloom,
Let the flowers spread the fragrance,
Let the hearts be happy,
Let the people be healthy,
Let us all be worthy.
Let the flowers bloom..
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I would like to translate this poem
Nature and greeneries...are there to cure and enlightened the spirit, destroy them...and the earth will be dead! good write.