No Matter how a clock tick tocks.
Or who looks at it done nonstop to watch.
Time,
Don't bother me.
No matter who hustles with a fussing to rush.
To think they don't have time enough.
Time,
Don't bother me.
Living life with wishes to see come,
Wont be done...
By those who sit and wait...
Procrastinating to hesitate.
Living life to see dreams do come true,
Are the ones who do their best...
To realize what is wished requires some sweat.
And those who succeed forget time to regret.
No Matter how a clock tick tocks.
Or who looks at it done nonstop to watch.
Time,
Don't bother me.
No matter who hustles with a fussing to rush.
To think they don't have time enough.
Time,
Don't bother me.
Time is for those who grieve,
The belief from them...
It's gone.
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I would like to translate this poem
time is for those who grieve, good. I like it sir,