A day will come, when the things we treasure will haunt us
A day will come, when the things we hate, will love us
A day will come, when our feelings will eat our heart up
A day will come, when our hurt will heal us
A day will come, when our friends will cross us
A day will come, when will feel alone against the world
A day will come like a moment when we love again
A day will come like a second flashing through our minds
A day will come, when we have to close our eyes to eternal rest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem