Cheerfulness is an
emotion that is
not mine
The joy is
good for health
and to the
spirits
I'll never have
the joy because
it is a
feeling too much
positive for me
Only with a
strong joy we
realise personal glory
The glory of
joy
is veiled
by a mysterious
secret
I rejoice when
I hear the
fairies talking in
my ears
The joy can
be magical
I don't know
the joy and
I never will
know
The glory of
joy saves the
grace and the
brightness
The joy alters
mood
It passes anxiety
and pessimism for
a determined time
The joy influences
the life and
the thoughts
The glory of
joy is a
powerful light and
enemy for darkness
The joy sows
hope where there
is no
The joy doesn't
want followers because
they can strike
terror
I don't understand
the joy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem