Ugly spirit with ugly face;
and ugly voice,
with a big head,
twisted hands and legs
ugly creatures every where!
Servant in the morning;
master in the lonely afternoon
beauty taker of the beauties;
knowledge taker of the knowledgibles
voice taker of the voiced men
devil spirit of the dark night;
ugly creatures every where!
Take neither my beauty nor my fellow men,
and go not near my healthy queen
thou; you are forced by the early men,
i dare not draw my sword against an heavy rain.
Go find where to sleep,
for its already late;
and come back not to this land,
come not today nor tomorrow;
nor last day of whitsun.
devil spirit of the dark night; ugly creatures every where! Yes, the wold is full of demons, a great write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a lovely and touching poem