If you think you are beaten, you are.
If you think you dare not, you don't.
If you'd like to win, but you think you can't, it's almost a cinch you won't.
If you think you'll lose, you've lost, for out in the world we find success begins with a fellow's will.
It's all in the state of the mind.
If you think you're outclassed, you are,
You've got to think high to rise,
You've got to be sure of yourself before you can ever win a prize.
Life's battles won't always go to the Stronger or the faster man
But, sooner or later, the person who wins is the person who thinks they can.
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I would like to translate this poem