Repay it with a song
In the vast theater of the world,
pain, as strict as a director's orders.
I'm just a person in the play,
In the face of suffering, learn to smile.
The world kisses me with pain, deeply imprinted,
Every mark tells the weight of life.
I repay it with a song, and the notes fly,
Build bridges over the rivers of sorrow.
The melody beats gently in the heart,
Turned into wings of hope, ready to fly.
In the midst of pain, I look for rhythm,
Turn tears into poems and engrave the years.
Every note, like the stars twinkle,
Illuminate the way forward, as warm as ever.
I use my singing voice to soothe wounds,
In the darkness of the night, light the candle of hope.
The music of life, constantly playing,
Pain and joy are intertwined into a painting.
I respond to the world with poetry,
In the abyss of pain, sing the flower of life.
The world kisses me with pain, and wants me to repay it with a song,
With every fall, learn to be stronger.
With the pen of the heart, write unyieldingly,
On the paper of life, leave a light.
Let love and courage become the rhyme of poetry,
In the face of adversity, the most beautiful flowers bloom.
The world kisses me with pain, and I give back with songs,
In the poetry of the years, leave a gentle footprint.