My name is Lucille
And I am two days old
I am young and weak of will
And comely I am to behold
If you lead me aright
In futurity
I shall be a star shining bright
For the world to see
But if I am bewildered and led astray
Off the light to toe the wild
I shall worthless be all the way
Such is the fate of a child
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lucille sounds like the short form of LUCIFER