War! !
Men against men and women against women;
And like 1147 in the land of your muse,
But, i can't stop hiding from you!
For, i really know your condition in the thick forest.
You are lost and,
You are yet to find your way home my sweet Haram!
But, try to watch the sign on the red light ahead of you;
So that, i can direct you to find your way back home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem