I look up at the stars tonight but all I see is tragedy.
People who have fought and died, staring up at the stars, never again to be alive.
I look up at the stars tonight and all I see is misery.
For those who look up wistfully, wishing for something that never will come true, all their hopes will turn to goo.
I look up at the stars tonight and all I see is tragedy and misery.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem