One ape is applied to the masses,
Simple seasons twirl around the masses,
And the tasks of a matter are complete.
The apes of primitive ages are considerate
To the masses who help out the ordinary,
Any monkey will collapse into a spy.
The espionage of the realm they call beasts
Is the same ape-man of the desert and jungle,
Greystoke fulfils me when I wander to him.
The ape-man considers the manhoods of
A nation that believes in Lady Jane,
The minor representative of the masses.
In the jungle, the many jungles, we seem
To betray the lions and old apes,
A golden lion expects to be against him.
One ape is enough to shatter a dream of lies,
The lies are contained in the wall of strength,
This wall is battered blindingly due to wells.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem