I only allow the lives of those who linger,
Their death comprises of purity,
As armies of strength are composed of them
And diamonds of great beauty, in common opinion,
Are also daring to sharpen the tools of death
So that death results due to the decay of fortitude.
A law of nature survived in the annals of time
Such that aged men and women were old
And recorded, forever in union with lovers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem