Through life, death, and the song of love
We take what we give
And when the story is over
It is us we have left
Not the image before us
But the truth within
The broken made whole
The fear embraced
And the hidden evils cast into the light
It is this day we fight for
And in losing it
We have lost ourselves
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem