It shines like the sun,
Solid alike water,
Breaks like a heartbreak,
Guess it what?
Guess it what?
It’s a Mirror!
It’s a Mirror!
It’s M-I-R-R-O-R Mirror!
When I stand in front,
I see another me!
He does what I do,
He is my Mirror Puppet!
I am the stagehand!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem