After twilight when everything was black
Something golden appeared from the shadows of dark
The sky was filled with millions of fireflies
Dancing on the iron lady who stands tall in summer and winter,
Withstanding the cold wind and the pounding rain.
Sparkling in the sunlight, sparkling in the moonlight,
Igniting the feeling of desire, determination and might.
Not being pulled by criticism or any other comments
She reaches the glittering diamonds up high above,
Not letting those she already had stand in her way.
And thus leaving behind her mark and inspiring many more to do so.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem