The wind is howling loud this night
I fear if it's another sign
The sign of rising blood ahead
That tears the peace and welcomes fight
But I know it's just all for show
To give a glimpse of depth inside
The depth of craving peace for long
The darkness scattered with a rising light
The light that pierced in the soul of some
The ones who destroyed themselves for peace
The craving peace at last arrived
With a setting sun and singing birds
The smiling faces were a peaceful sight
Tho people forgot the endless sacrifice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem