When will we learn, to value the blue?
When will we see, the life we pursue?
For in the depths, of a dying sea,
lies a truth, that we must see.
The war for water, a war for our soul,
a cry for peace, that's yet to be told.
In a world of strife, where love does stray,
we forget the value, of the blue each day.
Its time to remember, the waters' cry,
Let us act now, before we say goodbye,
for in the end, when all is said,
The waters' memory, will forever be fed.
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I would like to translate this poem
"When will we learn, to value the blue? "