Innocent on this case,
Can you see what you are fighting for? !
Yes! This thing called LOVE.
With changes and challenges,
Fixed up with the muse of Life,
Mixed up with the romance of Nature;
In my unrelenting pain! !
Chain,
Main!
Only to train my mind with the truth;
Even in the rain!
Innocent on this case,
With the wind blowing me about.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem