We didn't just read poetry, we let it drip from our tongues like honey,Spirits soared, women swooned and gods were created.
我们不仅仅是念诗,诗从我们舌尖滑落,就像蜜糖,情绪高涨,女人亢奋,灵魂驰骋。
In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. In a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe.