THE DREAMS MEAN NOTHING NOW
The dreams mean nothing now
We live from day to day
The pains are what mean now
And how to manage them.
Why has it come to this?
Why is this the human fate?
To be so much less in old age
Than we were in our youth?
Dream dream dream dream
Dream if you can
Run with all your might faster
Be who you are to the end-
When the evil days come
There will be nothing to do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem