Blacksheep, Blacksheep,
What are you doing there?
Come not come not to
My house as it is clear
Like that little star.
I know you are
The mischief-maker,
You are arrogant
And corrupt and
You are the slanderer.
Your look is black,
Your mood is black,
Black sheep, black sheep,
I know how worthless you are!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem