sweet baby janis
im doin just what you said to do
while they stare back bitter
did they look like that to you
like the boss said
wounded and not even dead
all those memories and mirages
slicin' up my head
i'm wonderin' if my raindrops
look like the ones that fell all around you
im counting my fingers honey
just like you said
just like sins
numb and maimed
each abandoned and unnamed
each one a reminder of struggles
with fate and false faith
all the love that went unclaimed
for so so long now
and you say you know just how i feel
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem