I’ll dance like the famous king did
All will confuse the way I express my joy
And those have their memory intact
They’ll not be overwhelmed by insanity.
Bearing the consequence of sample in mind
They’ll join the camp of celebration
Forsaking the camp of ingratitude
Embracing the community of the same.
And together we sent our voices on a mission
May our voices not be misled
That more may go the same way
And the benefits not forsaking us.
In anticipation we lift our voices
And we refuse to be in the camp of insanity
May our voices find the right path
That more may come our ways.
Accept our token
Keep not your ears away from our voices
Hence our effort amount to futility
As we raise our voices in appreciation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem