In character the female is in charred remains,
In blessings the male will suffer in wails;
When do the children love with reflection?
Why do freighters mark their passage on the sea?
A sea of depth and insolence, a deeper dye,
One of the seas is bleeding like a natural moment.
In characters of the comics we see a strange
Man, a strange land, and pain of the sun;
When do we seize the plumber and carpenter?
Ordinary men must come at work to stay forever,
In characters is a labour too honest and modest;
So be humble in the eyes of the law.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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