Someday the wind of love
Will come flowing from the east
When world will remain draped
With the opaque sheet of silver mist
Someday rain of peace
Will soak the earth and we get wet
When clouds of trust will appear
And the sky will be cleared of hate
Someday you and me
Will walk free without any fear
Music of freedom will be played
In happiness we will shed copious tear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem