Adios Muchachos (From Book Angeles Rebeldes Y Demonios Extranjeros) Poem by Aram Stefanian

Your soul incarcerated itself in a shell of your body.
Missing the former dwelling, it wishes it took wing.
How to survive in the jungle of life you should study.
How come to your own words there's always a false ring?
Looking deep inside you get an eyeful of a stranger
Who's waiting impatiently to break up with you.
Painfully aware that he'll soon face an imminent danger,
He's frightened of starting for a bottomless pit anew.
If he's free from a physical pain and suffering,
He might realize that his hateful enemy is Cronus.
Naked, with empty hands, a few steps from discovering,
You're no more in a dither, and all you say is, '' Adios muchachos.''