The muse of life,
From woman to woman!
And, all for the woodman;
But, when will i feel like a woman again?
Oh no! !
Now woodman no woman;
But, how is the muse of the man who has lost his wife?
The muse of life!
The world is a place for you and i;
But, how is the muse of the man who has lost his wife?
A woman for the woodman!
How is the muse of the woman who has lost her husband?
With sadness and grief;
From woman to woman.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem