I'll be damned, I did it again
I took on a project I did not begin
I wanted, yet waited until it was late
And once again I have come close to the date.
I come to conclusions that I will go fast
Then here we go sailing into the dock last
I want to do everything, everything right
but always, as usual into the night,
I forge out the fury and pass over dust
that made the collection itself next to rust
And here I am avoiding what I should do
to get some attention, attention from you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem