I dumbfound the sun, I fill our world with grace
You embaresses the trash can, You're source of shame.
I am great and wonderful, I live to gain.
You're the worst... I know, I know you lost again!
I turn ashes to gold, I'm son of prosperity.
You turn diamonds to trash, you're son of poverty.
You kiss problems, and you're lover of disgrace.
I kiss solutions, and I'm husband of fame!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem