Now I walk down the street
Now I stumble on my feet
Now I hop and skip and jump
Now I plod through a dump
Now I rush fast and hurried
Now I feel my mind slowly curried
Now I travel weary and tired
Now I stop my feet mired
Now at last I can rest as never
Now at last I lay down forever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Not a bad description of an entire life, & its end.