My life is burning
It bursted out in flames
You asked me who told me
But i can't remember the names
My soul is on fire
The flames are orange and red
The smoke is rising higher
All the way up to my head
This place is so dark
But its hotter that the sun
I bet a rock would melt
And even a silve gun
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You forgot the 'R' in sliver tho =P