There is a battle at site
And my foes are air tight
But that will never give me a fright
My pride makes killing right
For years it has never lost it's bite
So i must fight
Everyday and every night
Till their freedom gains no height
Till their souls never see the light
Then i shall stand bright
And hear my name take it's flight
The one and only All Might
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem