There is a country
burned of ashes
far beyond the stars
where stands a skilful war
Left below
so calm, so cool
This country mine
weeps away falling dews
Leaves them foolish men
but one, who will command the chang
There, above the noise
Sweet peace crowned country
Awaits our beauty
Smiles
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I would like to translate this poem
Nice one.......... Sweet peace crowned country Awaits our beauty Smiles