Always stood by you, o, you
Knowing that you are mine
Reversed happened ever to me
Alone I now face boo! boo!
Moan at your all moonshine
Stopping and hovering like a bee
Although annoyed and refused
Queer fish I have become
Inciting my wrath and muse
Benevolent how i would become?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem