They said our past is pure and clean
They fooled in lies and falsifications
They came to you with nice sweet words
And threatening style with intimidation
And promises are poured for you pier
And spoil everything even the loaf
Erase goodness and rinse it
In front of the orphan, the poor and the blind
They lost spring and spread autumn
Without being blinded and even light
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
satire on the past! - // there was love, hate, vengeance, cheating, flattery in past there is love, hate, vengeance, cheating, flattery at present there will be love, hate, vengeance, cheating, flattery in present cause we're human and human is err! human is pious, genius, flatter, cheater.....everything!