I can see joy in your sadness
I can see victory in your trials 
I can see triumph in your tears 
Yes I can
I can see light at the tip of the tunnel
I can see sweet songs at the end of your moans 
I can see victory in your toils 
Yes I can
How can we gain without pains? 
How can we reap without sowing? 
How can? 
I can see light in your night 
I can see triumph in your trials 
I can see victory in your pains 
I can see triumph in your toil
Yes I can.
How can we gain without pains? 
How can a woman give birth without labour? 
How can a man live without battles? 
How can? 
I can see songs in your lips
I can see triumph in your gait 
I can see dance in your legs 
So dance.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    