Listen to me my children!
Here isn't our settlement
Remember someday life will stop
I tell you be wise now you're tender!
Don't wait till you grow older
For this world is a stage
Many would come to you with different task
Pretending to put you on
Even them that want you dead
Be wise don't wait till you're out of age
And do not live like the blind
So your labor won't be in vain
Your worst enemy isn't yourself?
Is it only the one that want you dead?
Could it be not having a plan for yourself?
Do not rely in all you've got
Fleeing from the one that give you life
For all that have travelled that path
Have been relieved of all they have.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem