I see the beginning,
It's very easy to imagine,
The end.....
I can never imagine,
I stretch my eyes
To the fullest,
In spite of it,
The end always remains
Beyond my imagination,
Though I try my best
To find out the reason of it,
My efforts prove futile,
As a mysterious line appears in time
And it spreads a dark cloud in front of my sensitive eyes,
Being frustrated,
I begin to cry bitterly,
When I become tired,
A bright shadow consoles me from within,
'Dear friend!
Don't think about the end,
Just proceed boldly towards your goal,
That's your sacred duty.'
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I would like to translate this poem
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