I love the days before you came,
When i was free and had no pain,
When i could spread my downy wings
And fly away across the hills
I love the days without you here,
Without your mockeries, my dear
Withour your famouse stupid laugh
My days were calm, and not so tough
I was for sure in little luck,
I had no need in your love drug,
I didn't have my mind to tame
In those far days before you came
But now you stand in front of me
With dazzle light, I cannot see,
I think you can enslave me now,
You have no doubt, you make me bow
I won't resist your brutal strenth,
My wasted efforts make no sense,
But I'll remember precious days
Before you came and won my race.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well written! Fine work! ! !