As I was passing by I saw the world
I was passing by a women that was crying
I was passing by a child that was playing
Passing by people that were happy
Passing by but this time I wasn't the one
Passing by it was the world that I once was
Passing by and I had to catch it but it
Was to late
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
in this life, we are just passing by.