it's a long trip out of the tunnel I'm in
but I see the light down near the end
and destiny's angel is my only friend
perhaps by the glow of a harvest moon
I can sing you a new October tune
and raise some hope on a red balloon
I saw that old devil when he took my chair
now all that he does is wait and stare
I have some time but none to spare
so I tell that devil don't mess with me
I got me a black belt tenth degree
and I'll send you back to eternity
I know that my death is coming soon
I'll dance with angels on my honeymoon
I'm punching my way out of earth's cocoon
the devil took the hint and he went his way
and he won't be back on another day
for I'm gonna go where the angels stay
it's a long trip out of the tunnel I'm in
but I see the light down near the end
and destiny's angel is my best friend
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So nicely painted the scene to show human mind's feelings and thoughts in front of its inevitable prospect to stop thinking and feelling, in front of the mystery of life it is enjoying while living.