When the sun rises in the morning
I feel a new song is being sung
Life is a river that keeps on flowing and growing
As it flows it takes makes and brakes but keeps going
With the blessing and love of elders we will be rising
And with our hard work we will be shinning
Life doesnt wait for anyone like the tide
no matter at a time with joy it abides
A day come where it forgets its self and smiles
that one smile takes it ahead of thousand miles
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem