Death is everywhere
In the cemetery underground you lose some hair
Life goes away it wouldn't stay
Like I would die someday
Between our ancestors and me
I would be truly to be alive once in a while
But life gets easy or tough
You will still meet in heaven
When 800 years pass
You will be together from life to death
Life goes away and probably won't come back
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem