Curfews will be uplifted
Yes, the day will come!
The dawn will dance there
Curtains will be cropped
And the sun will smile
Children will cheer up
And the mothers will sing
Evenings will accompany them
The girls will groom
The brothers will boost up
Fathers will be free
Free will be the entire will
Will would walk to wisdom
And the alarms will announce
Yes, the poetry will rule
God will be the poet
Goddess will be her creator
Creation and the creator
That romance will appear
Ah, that art is destined
That eternity will rhyme
And I shall return to her
To the history of heights
There won't rise any further fights
Listeners will last there
Speakers won't scream out
Ah, the faith is still alive!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem