Words will do no good
It must be understood
Make death wonderful
To feel no fearful
No one has escaped
The death has always clapped
Seize the opportunity
To add the beauty
Wind shall blow
And gently flow
Feel its gentle touch
And enjoy as such
The nature has to sing
And bring
Good chirping of birds
With melodious words
Neither should I suffer
Nor differ
The world is to be looked
The happiness is to be booked
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Words will do no good It must be understood