They killed us, They killed everyone and everything, They killed all babies and their mothers, They killed all dads with their children, They killed all trees and all stones, They killed all cats, all dogs, and all donkeys, They killed all green frogs and all white doves, The moon wept, The sun cried, All planets and all stars wailed, They killed the pretty childhood, They killed the sweet motherhood, and They killed the wonderful fatherhood, but They could not let us bow to them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem