Bazooka,
Love,
Mystic Castle!
With the fire-fighters to put out the flame,
But in the arena of the rockets were the world champions.
Hear my voice when i do call,
Listen to my muse when i do write;
For your love is still in the Mystic Castle!
And like the flame out of the Bazooka.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem