The leaves fell early this year,
With the drums of war;
Right there in my room,
Viewing outside.
Yesterday is gone!
But, today is with us;
With the problems of mankind,
And also with the problems before my eyes! !
However, if i may ask:
How will the future look like?
As i do seek for success all around me;
And, to make ends meet.
Leaves!
Falling down very early this year;
Letters!
To help me find my way through;
In the name of this war around me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem