He stalks from behind, he wants what is mine
an invader right down to his core
He strikes at her heart, with his special dart
to make her love me no more.
An attempt that has failed, his job is now done
and the invader is struck down with scorn
Along came the knife, which split through his life
and his heart will continue to mourn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem