Clever, lever, ever!
The drops of the night;
And, with the sweet muse of your love.
If you invite Satan into your room,
He or she will visit you always!
So, be very wise to choose your friends;
For, there is always tomorrow.
Friends, ends!
Like the white smoke from the chimney;
But, it is better to marry than to burn in your lust.
Heaven is above and earth is below!
On top and under;
In the land of your sweet muse,
And like the black smoke from the chimney.
Perturbed!
Playing with your mates;
But, the pirates of this world are ready to attack others! !
However, the free service of your love is only found in your room.
Clever, lever, ever!
Levelly;
Row, tomorrow!
With the power of love;
Prowess, powers! !
But, be very wise always with your love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem