Delilah, why did you go and cut my hair?
I told you I loved you and you cut my hair,
And now I just watch and stare
As my kingdom falls down around me,
All because you cut my hair.
I was weak, I told you I loved you,
You said you needed proof,
So I went and told you the truth
Of my Achilles’ heel,
And you took your scissors out
And turned my life into ruins.
Delilah, why did you lie to me?
I thought, for a moment,
That I might be in love,
Then you went and cut my hair
And all I can do is cry and weep
As my friends fight around me.
Delilah, why did you cut my hair?
Couldn’t you break my heart instead?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem