O sweet smiles!
O eyes with pleasure filled, !
O coffin stocked with...
...amorous flowers!
Seeing your radiant face...
...my anger stills!
O brave heart!
O victim of cruelty!
You are stretched in...
...such a straitened fashion!
Calm, quiet, at ease, and in peace!
Though your people are shedding...
...tears and scream, ...
...with throbbing hearts and tormented soul;
Their eyes weep with enormous pain!
From your eyes gleam rays of hope, ...
...that our shackles at last will break indeed, ...
...and pleasure in immense measure we will...
...achieve one day.
Mykoul
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I would like to translate this poem
Good one. Blood spilt will be call to action. Though people weep things will change for the better.