One way or another
One must walk Sahara desert
One must sow their own
One must reap the price
One the master of his path
One thing to bear in mind
One route shines beautifully
One way or another
One choice has to be made
One not a dismantled youth
One not dull conspiracies
One may fall but rise again
One thing to feed the heart
One true God gives life.
***The Book of End of Times
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting with a good last line.