The reasons seem so wrong
The weak, way too strong
The living are dead
And the fallen are ahead
Where do we go from here
Is the end growing near
Where are the spirits going?
Where is the river flowing?
My kingdom has shattered
And my army tore and battered
Forgive my mistakes, break down your walls
Leave them at the top of your water falls
Wish away the night, dream away the day
Out on the streets alone, forever a stray 3
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I would like to translate this poem
Hey great poem. I just submitted my own poem titled stray. And my name is Chaarzarul Rockett. Awesome!