This world isn't perfect
and it never will be
when I was down
then there was a sound
who was this
what was it
the music was a new soul
nothing like rock'n'roll
the truth about the kurt
he was one in hurt
he was a depressed
put him self to rest
releaved from the pain of a mad world
he left his daughter frances, and courtney, his girl
Nirvana is peace and removal from the extornal soul
Kurt Cobain has reached this, finally his final goal
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice tribute to ur hero .... Nirvana his peace, lovely poem