first make sure that you are
in the present....
do you want a horn....dry horn....
like you..
fine! ! .....
make your own....music....crippy
musician....
but if
you?
you!
you want
lovely....meat....
''the can not die meat....''
''the meat with smile....put your hand i will bite....
sure i will....''
you have to learn
how to defeat
the
monster
with harp....magical strong horns....
and hot jets....
do you see...
this is only the beast part....
well the other part,
it is still a miss-to-ry...and she is mine...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem