The dark hours will go away
A bright light will show the path
A new dawn will come to play
Dispelling time's uncontrollable wrath
The stars will shine again
The moon will light up the sky
Nights will not scare any one
In the talons of devil no one will die
A fresh wind will blow
Across the pure land and water
Faces will not look sullen as
Bodies will be free from deadly fetter
HAVE OR HAS WHICHEVER PP ME NARAAAZED UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Let us hope for a golden tomorrow dear AKP. Your anxiety about the wrath and the hope for a fresh future is well written. Thanks for sharing