The Dragon & The Butterfly *FRENCH* Translation

Dans la guerre,
Il est le chaos,
Il respire le feu et la terreur
Dans la plus grande des profondeurs de l'âme humaine

En Paix,
Il ya de la beauté
Tragique et fragile sur le clair de lune de la nuit
Il est petit et innocent, apportant réconfort à l'âme.

Le dragon vole haut dans les cieux
Car il ne regarde pas en arrière
Mais il attend avec impatience jusqu'à l'aube.
The Butterfly parcourt le paysage à la recherche de la vie.
Mais au lieu de seulement fondée mort et la destruction.

Un jour,dans la tanière du Dragon,il est venu saluer le monstre.
Dans un premier temps,le dragon était hostile,crachant son souffle jusqu'à thee.
The Papillon pas peur d'une telle terreur,est allé de l'avant pour te consoler.

Chaos et de la paix,de la terreur et de la beauté.
Le papillon et le Dragon.
pôles opposés
Comme la nuit et jour.
Aube et au crépuscule.

Au lieu de laisser le Dragon soit
Il a atterri sur son nez
Une embardée et virevoltant la puissante bête n'a,en essayant de faire sortir
Seulement pour elle de réaliser
Non seulement la tragédie et de la fragilité reste dans l'âme humaine
Mais il peut résider dans l'âme d'une puissante bête.

Translation poems?

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Languages.

French
German
Japanese
Chinese
Italian
Hungarian
Swedish
Spanish

There will be more to come. So for now these will be the only languages being done. I will use Google translate. So if any translation is wrong. Please comment below for corrections.

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Poem for Birthday's

When a candle is lit.
It comes in many forms
Some brighter than others
Others more colorful than most
Candles create life amongst the darkness

When a candle is lit
A star is born
A tiny. Beautiful thing.
And each time that candle is lit
On the passing of the moon and sun
the star get's brighter
More beautiful
More happier
Than anything in the world.

So Happy Birthday to all
And remember...
For each passing second
Always remember....
Where the star first began.
In the Heavens above

Poem for the Departed

Like a leaf on a tree branch

It withers and flies away

Never to regain it's youth

To fall upon the green grass

To be one with nature

Life comes and goes

Like the rising and falling of the tide

Like the rising sun and the setting of the moon

Always turning

Always Dancing

Always seeking comfort

Even though they the polar opposite

A child is born

grows

matures

See's the world changing around thee

and when the world stops turning

the child's days are forever done.

 Let us remember the departed

For the souls of the many

are now waiting for the ferryman

To take them across the vast ocean

To Paradise. They go.

Lonesome Road: Poem redux

Hold your hands together
And say a prayer with me
Together we’ll walk that Lonesome Road

Roads miles long
Dawn setting in
Dusk creeping up
With no end in sight

On that Lonesome Road:
Sorrow, pain, regret, and betrayal
How long can you go?
How far can you go?
Before you break.
Before you feel hopelessness

I know what you’re thinking
How long can I go?
On that Lonesome Road

At the end of the Road
There is something that you should know
At the end of the road there is something that is waiting for you
Something that the road holds dear to its heart for many years....
That feeling of hope.
Whenever you have to walk down the road.
Remember hope guides you upon thy kingdom.

Doge. Doge Everywhere

She comes from the sky
In massive waves of yellow fluffiness
She cares not of man's opinion
Not even the opinions of herself
When God created man, in fact!
God created.....Doge.

Doge. Doge everywhere
Always starring
Saying random nonsensical things
Bark when it wants to
Sleep when it wants to
Eat when it wants to
And never goes to the bathroom

Because she is the mighty Doge
Fearsome
Loyal
Hungry
So much wow.

Doge. Doge everywhere
She lifts buildings with her small head
Faster than a speeding bullet
More powerful than Superman
Able to leap mountains in a single bound
So much awesome.