All those who see
the innocence beneath the sin
All those who bear
the inevitable torture of routine
All those who decline
the end 's sanctification to any mean
All those who oppose
the eternal multiplication of spleen
All those who are
the poor's and weakest 's kin
All those who were
born to lose but live to win
All those who have
a peaceful heart and their flesh is thin
Lord, may they blessed forever be
Όλοι αυτοί που
κάτω από την αμαρτία την αθωότητα θωρούν
Όλοι αυτοί που
που στο αναπόφευκτο μαρτύριο της ρουτίνας μοχθούν
Όλοι αυτοί που
τον αγιασμό των μέσων απ'το σκοπό αρνούνται να δεχθούν
Όλοι αυτοί που
στον αιώνιο του μίσους κύκλο θα αντιταχθούν
Όλοι αυτοί που
τους φτωχούς και αδύναμους αδέρφια θεωρούν
Όλοι αυτοί που
γεννήθηκαν να χάνουν μα για να κερδίζουν ζουν
Όλοι αυτοί που
λεπτή τη σάρκα και την καρδιά ειρηνική διατηρούν
Κύριε, ευλογημένοι για πάντα ας είναι
All those who were born to lose but live to win All those who have a peaceful heart and their flesh is thin Lord, may they blessed forever be /// penned beautifully
What a fabulous poem here! ! Poem with some lovely expressions of thoughts, Kudos dear Kostas Lagos.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I awoke this morning remembering this poem. Delighted I could still find it. This dear Kostas, is a poem that touched me the first day I read it. And again today. I may not be on this site anymore... under which ever names. But your poetic voice will be remembered.
You are way too kind! Thanks