The history will hide-our ruins
The vibrant life of our time.
But the rose shall grow
And birds spread their wing
Over out forgotten ruins.
Time will come and children sing
Leaves will sprout from seeds,
Time has gone; time will go
A life on ruins we begin!
So my love, should we hide
When the sun upon us now shines,
Let us make haste and let’s not waste
The time before our ruin!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sun shines, start journey towards progress, good one. I invite you to read my poems and comment.