The Stars hold the spirits
The Stars hold the light of our hope
hold on our smiles of the future
and the bright of our lives
they say that if anyone die and he was good
his spirit turn to a star, a shine star
i don't know if this is right
but i feel it because the spirit
called me talk to me see me and feel me
because i talk to it and this star is the only who
feel me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem