Free soul walking on the earth,
walking looking for the fun,
hearing that fun is on the sunnie side,
look what she see...
It's you people having fun,
join dance with us free born soul,
have fun enjoy life!
Don't doooooo this,
changing soul in to the devils tool,
girl your soul is in chains,
I feel so free,
free like an angel!
But you don't feel chains round your chests!
but I feel wings on my back!
do you feel horn on your head?
I see my body few feet from me!
And now is lady deeeeead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
death and soul is a subject of poetry and it is nice and good.