There is a lie to get power to rule
There is a lie to get money and glory
Cast a spell, destroy enemies
Work is a better word to be done
The price is paid when you already fall
There is a lie to make some one loves you
There is a lie to make shower of sympathy
Wind a charm, catch their heart
A lie glued in the bottom line
You know inside you are the fool one
There is a lie to give a pretty you
There is a lie to give a lucky you
Cast a spell, wind a charm
I the end you are the one to choose
How the lie could become the truth
or something you never mean to be true
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem