We hold in our hands
the time that is passing
where no one will fall
but everyone stands
for everything that is right
So we'll just hold on tight
we are the children of the light
and we'll make it through
even the darkest night
will see the sky shining bright
and the river of life will flow
where the pain will no longer go
Love will come before us all
like our hearts that are beating
the voices will be heard again
changing everything they do
and the sun will be shining
through every dropp of rain
like the blood that's running
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
....a poem of the most magnificent imagery... quite astonishingly beautiful actually... and yes I feel, the children of light will make it to the river of life, also ★