Oh trust, where art thou?
Thou, the reason I survive,
Oh trust, where art thou?
Thou, the reason I die,
Oh trust, why do thou not see me?
Thou, the reason I lie,
Oh trust, why do thou make me starve?
Thou, the reason I lost my friends,
For thee makes bonds and breaks them,
For thee the reason love lives,
For thee the reason lovers lie heartbroken,
For thee the reason a soul is lost.
And found.
For thee the reason, I survive.
Oh trust, where art thou?
For without thee, I lie.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem