Let us erase all sky,
Let us unearth the sun.
The language is sinking,
Let the king know.
No more shadow,
No more echo.
Our hearing is
All right or say okay,
Our style of functioning
Is also all right or say okay.
The king can't punish us,
And if he tries to do so
He will not be there
For many reasons.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
language is the identity, we are to show ouyr identity through it