In distance there is thunderstorm
Convinced it is far away
In distance there is sound of fire
Convinced it is still far away
In distance there is fire spread
Where the smoke is in the sky
Still it is convinced far and far away
And not a concern in the near future
At last the eventuality came
But the time is lost for ever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem