Yet a little while,
And the time ofthe harvest will come!
Facing the romance of nature on earth;
Being able to see the light of the truth,
Along the line.
Soar, oar, boar!
To roar like a lion! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Because of the wickedness of mankind on earth.
Peace! !
A smile muse needed;
Love!
Even a mile away;
Able with the muse of the truth! !
Yet a little while will the time to the harvest come,
Able to identify the righteous people from the wicked ones.
Sleep not!
Able to rejoice in the works of the truth;
To bring peace to the world,
The earth is for you and i.
Fear not!
Stand upright;
Gain wisdom! !
With the muse of righteous laws!
Able to overcome the odds of life with,
The muse of righteous works.
Arise! ! ! !
Love the works of the truth,
Praise the truth always!
Peace and love,
Unity and strength,
Loving your neighbours like yourself;
Without hatred and war.
Wickedness! !
Like lambs to the slaughter!
Like rams with male goats;
Serving the ways of the Devil all around the world,
Bringing Sadness to the White Dove and the Olive Leaves of Peace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wrong verses right! Ways of mankind on earth.