You've stolen the water
I could've walked on
And the skies
I could've flown
I could've touched
Each and every star
And had a monopoly
Of my own
And now you hold it all
Above my head
Just slightly
Out of reach
You stole it right out
Of my own hands
You make hypocrisies
Out of every virtue that you teach
I could have had the world
I could've walked tall—
Held my head high
And stood my own ground
But you reject my dreams
With your hateful words
And you forbid
The only happiness I've found
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
time to start from scratch