now, as the carousel twined the turn of the
crossroad of a pointless venture comes to turn
to life, and existed purely in every open heart
that sees the smiling sun rays stay up in the sky;
the spirit that leads to die will, rise and say
goodbye
begin to serve this life, and open the purpose of
this miracle of harmony, where the wind calls the
rain to come, showered the dried deserted land
devoured by the sun
pull down what you believe for the joy and
happiness lives you forever, yet! more than the
winged angel prayed that forever believe singing
through out eternity; makes them free and happy
let be the prayer hear in every wishing springs
and as water squeeze the silent stream of a
dying stone, tell and live the end comes to begin
now, honor comes no more for every deep prayer
murmur, the birth to die seem tears come to lie,
let be the carousel of today swept our fear for
tomorrow; the never ending joy lay down our
spirited dawn not to die
open every stream of immortal soul, the pavement
want to find, in the passion of the heaven above all
the world will cease and let it be gone, for a new
man will rise in the new heaven of men
vespers of carousel stand and guard wishfully our
destined eternal life to live …..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem