It is said that I was by chance
Otherwise my father did not want a son
He fled from home for three days
And came drunk of country ale to see my face
He kicked me when I was growing up
Telling I was a disgrace to the family
I did not what he meant
How I was a disgrace in this young age
One day my grandfather whispered into my ears
My father did not have a mother for long
She died when he was just two months old
He felt sad why girls were not coming to his home
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very touching poem