Through pearly gates where no 'planes fly,
Far beyond God's world wide sky,
There is a place where beauty reigns
And there's no heartache or mental pain.
A Paradise is waiting there
Filled with love and treasures rare.
The moon and stars much brighter glow
Warm sunlight shines and flowers grow.
Across the realms of fantasy
More glorious than the bluest sea
Men no longer live with sin
As new-born joys and hopes begin.
We will meet once more in that sweet land
Sisters and brothers, hand in hand,
Young lovers will be 'bride and groom'
in Highest Heaven ~ where roses bloom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem