I have suffered among men and,
I have been living in another world for 70 moons!
But you will conceive in your womb and,
You will bring forth a son.
The glad tidings of great joy,
I have been sent to speak to you;
And the spirit is truly ready but the flesh is weak,
So smite the shepherd and the flock will scatter!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem