Betrayed son of the night
How many tears you cried
Into the sounds of your cage,
Broken inside by such a furious rage.
The world in lines cut up
Twisting, you run in circles
Nervous you drink from a cup
Joyful the reflected sun sparkles
Running, always faster, more
And more, running, never stop
You know, you know for sure
There is no door, no way to cope
To cope with the imprisonment of a mind
Hidden behind a smiling face so kind.
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I would like to translate this poem
To cope with the imprisonment of a mind Hidden behind a smiling face so kind. the great love in cage made of lovable words