Speak ye loud
Oh man of freedom
Speak thee clearly
Oh man of life
Valleys are quite deep
Frightful to behold
Free to bound
Scary it looks
Yeah, all dried
Joined teeth
Heavy to separate
Laughing scornfully
Soundless the laughter
Now he speaks
Valley shook to barest
Trembling at his voice
Suddenly a drama
Alas a melodrama
The dry became wet
The soundless became sounding
A band arose and left
Valley of the dries
Empty it remained
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a poetic line! The dry became wet The soundless became sounding. Thanks for sharing here.