My story is the chapter of charts and chalices,
My life is a festival of genius and gesture and guests.
If I survive, my child will listen to the words of my love,
My love is everlasting in the supreme heart, for this child.
My judgement is a single transaction, offering wisdom,
And keeping outlook on matters of praise, for my judgement
Precedes the verdict, and the realm is ever so bright,
It shines towards the goals of the guided, and transported.
My aim is to stride towards a gin or a genius, alcohol is banned
In my spirit, so I take the route to my intelligence, and I object
To the authorities of right, as well to the highnesses of the kings,
My soul is righteous for the ones who show true pride.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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