Just to be a man I forsake all privilege,
Different are the scared measures employed
By the employer who seeks for contrasts,
Shades of the night, shadows of the light,
Being one with the other world that fights.
Just to be a drinking guy is full of ethanol,
Ethers derive their stay in existence like this,
Drinking is drinking the light, fully awakening,
Like the beds of calamity, sleeping on them is
Being afraid of the calamity, full of devastation.
Justice can keep realities for the main joys;
The cities, in fact, derive their pleasures from
Joys of the manhood, and clever men arrive
To instil the city with lights of the desired wealth,
Armies shall visit me in time honoured.
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I would like to translate this poem
Definitely justice can keep right for main joys. Very wonderfully drafted poem shared really. Nice one.