This is you and I coming from far,
This is you and I coming from far,
Seeing that men and people fighting us,
Only because we had that Will-to power,
There is the calling that we will all be above,
Coming all the way from the cold,
There is no more pleasure from anything that is not True to you,
In every word that we spoke,
There is that Higher calling that I end this weakness,
Learning from all the thoughts of a man,
There is nothing greater than this,
I think of my composure,
Then I understand that poetry is even better than anything dirty.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem