In a world where words were tangled, lost in haze,
THREE MISKETEERS
alive and ablaze,
With hearts as bold as heroes from the past,
We conquer language's vast, and our fame will last.
We are known throughout the land,
In every tongue, we take our stand.
In chambers dim and foreign streets,
We make the world's languages meet.
The First
a scholar with wisdom vast,
She delves into the books of the past.
Her translations sing with ancient grace,
Each word a masterpiece, a timeless embrace.
The Second
a traveler, well-versed in lands,
With tales of adventures, she takes your hand.
She weaves the culture in every phrase,
In her translations, the world's in a daze.
The Third
a poet, with words that soar,
In verses, her heart and soul they pour.
She captures the essence, the soul's elation,
In every language, a lyrical translation.
Together, we form an unbeatable team,
In the realm of translation, we gleam.
Our accuracy, a flawless art,
A bridge between worlds, a brand new start.
A hundred cultures we embrace.
In every word, we find a treasure,
Bringing nations together in shared pleasure.
Our legacy lives on, a beacon bright,
Guiding us through language's endless night.
Three Misketeers, alive and grand,
In translation, we take a stand.
Team possible, aja aja fighting.
Muah ciked.
Hartini The Ghostwriter
360 creativity at your utmost priority
xoxo
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