Sitting in a chair with fingers typing
What a fool there is who is always dying
The inner child is almost always crying
Every job hated that’s where applying.
A different tune life is singing
Note this tune and start fighting
The boredom needs good spanking
So pick up courage and all that rage
Use it to go about in the world Shining
Simply wonderful lines, , , 'A different tune life is singing Note this tune and start fighting' ...there's no need to be part of the rat race, , , everyone is unique n so are the needs, , , ...so better follow what your own instincts guide you, coz 'boredom' is death!
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I would like to translate this poem
It's a wonderful poem, , like Sonal Sonu said, I like those lines as one of my favourite lines of this poem! ! ! Good write! ! !