Live was freely when we still dreamed of our aim.
It tasted better and higher.
Spirit no human could tame.
Now we are here.
We were standing on the border of our promised land.
They are made up of movies and songs.
We gave our hearts out and poured some soul into them.
It took and took.
Only left scars on our skin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem