Peace had come, to arouse feelings with emotions,
Gathering a desperate courage was ideal for peace.
He observed the sails flapped more sensibly with clothes,
By the intensity of the weather of the tempest, a system.
You are the finest! Thinking of reading, the finest points
Are mastered by the brain and heart, like a conscience
That inhabits the room, to be filled with thoughts.
One finds words that deliver speeches, yet speech is compact
And peace has come, and peace will divide the masses
Into camps, so great is one and so awful is the other.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem