This small thing is like,
This small boat on the river of love;
But, the poor are always around us!
So, let us try to help them to survive in this life,
And, this poem is all that i share with you.
Banner, manner, tanner, planner!
With the muse of life;
But, don't reap where you've not sown,
Because, my home is by the seaside!
And, i have much fish to share with the poor.
The muse of life and the muse of nature,
This poem has no race, nationality and borderline;
But, this poem is to all mankind,
For, we are one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem