J-ust live your colorful life,
U-ntil you reach one hundred years;
D-ay five in September,
Y-ou share laughter and cheers.
A-im to hit one hundred years,
N-inety-nine comes up short;
N-eglect not your wellness, exert your ardor and effort.
C-entury mark may exceed,
A-s the doubt disappears;
N-ever fear the old age
O-f one hundred
Y-ears.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem