Above me the angels are watching.
Below me the devils are waiting.
As always time is passing.
I see the face of death.
Its been awhile since me met.
He knows my name and gives a smile.
And he takes from me my only child.
Death may be here, but hes not to blame.
It is god and i curse that name.
I bow my head and drink my sorrow.
And i curse that name until tomorrow.
Death returns to greet me.
He knows my plan and has no pity.
Even i know where i will be heading.
And i give this gun a final testing.
Above me the angels are weeping.
Below me the devils are winning.
As always time is passing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This one sounds good but I don't like the part about cursing God. But other then that it is good.