Towards the wall of the hall,
A call behind you!
To walk with the truth,
With a perfect heart! !
Muse of love and life,
Able to overcome along the line,
Ball, stall, tall, mall!
Not to fall! ! Because of Wickedness! Only for peace;
Able to carry on the load,
Facing the road ahead of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem