Voices of love, 
Voices of songs, 
Voices of peace; 
But fogotten is my face in the land of darkness! 
And somewhere someday, 
I will be remembered once again in the light of love.
Sadness is my face! 
And like the hill of foreskins; 
But somewhere someday i will be remembered! ! 
And like the voices of love, songs and peace; 
For i have toiled enough on this earth.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    