The sky is falling! The sky is falling!
We all must get inside!
The forest is burning, the ocean is boiling,
and everybody lied.
Earth is now shaking, birds do not sing,
and all the children cried.
This must be what it is like
when Heaven and Earth collide.
Nothing matters anymore,
I should not have even tried.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem