The truth,
In order to comfort you;
To your aid,
Subjects and objects!
With peace on every side.
Laws and judgements,
Power and strength,
With the muse of the truth;
We are all strangers and pilgrims on earth,
Like a shadow! !
Moving here and there,
Till the Wind blows us away!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem