Far from the place of my birth
life has driven me
as a wanderer upon this earth
never truly to be free
to another shore
life has driven me
far from the one that I adore
to breath corrupted air
to another shore
where death waits prowling everywhere,
stalking like a wild animal snarling
to breath corrupted air,
far from my home and you my darling
seeking the answers to life
stalking like a wild animal snarling
I am now free from man and wife,
far from the place of my birth
seeking the answers to life,
as a wanderer upon this earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem