when we felldown from the dome of the sky 
we started crying
 cause our eyes were closed
 and when we opened it
 we laughed and then we thought
 we will never die 
and between our laughers and cries 
were angels and demons
they shared our moments
that will flames our desire
 to light instinct into the darkness
well the wings of angels were trying to bring our souls up to the sun and stars                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life's fabric is woven with cries and laughs. After death we'll meet eternity. It expresses deep feeling of the poet.