Imagine if planets don't talk in one language
when the creator cries when his creations collide
When the rain drops as the moon walk away
If there's no day and night and there's no time
So there's no time to fix out the remains
Cause the name is gone and there's no more to gain
When you're standing in a shock wake
After the lightning strikes what you built
When the darkness laid it to waste
And there's no sun for you to face
It used to be one, it used to be strong
It used to be high and no questions unknown
Cause we built it up as who were we
And it should be finished as what we wanted to be
But now we prefer to be all alone
So there's no time to pick out every remains
Cause the name is gone holding the pain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem