We are the shallow ones
the shallow ones
the shallow ones
Broken and undone ones
undone ones
undone ones
Torn from top to bottom
Lost amidst our Autumn
Lost in winds of change
Roaming the endless range
Of all we hoped and dreamed for
For we are the hollow jars
the hollow jars
the hollow jars
Cracked beneath eternal stars
eternal stars
eternal stars
Frozen in the winter
Bleeding from the splinter
Sedated in our cares
We try to climb the stairs
A stair that leads to nowhere
to nowhere
to nowhere
But we are the saved ones
the saved ones
the saved ones
Still broken and undone ones
undone ones
undone ones
Burned within the fire
Called to something higher
Pulled out of the mire
For we are the shallow ones...the saved ones!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
T S Eliot lives on I see. t x