This cannot be the way!
Because, your acts are full of profane;
Sport, port, sort!
You left your doors wide opened and, the thieves came in.
This cannot be the road!
Because, it is full of thorns;
Sea, sear!
Dancing with the war macine;
Bath, bathe!
But, you are promoting Satan with your works.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem