'you are not alive
unless you are living'
the storm of adventure has come and passed
you did not try to make it last
so now you live a stationery soul
with no life like a fire's coal
boredom is a trap that kills even life
it needs no gun, bomb or knife
so strive to live another day
go out, go out and play
'you are not alive
unless you are living'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem