from the very start
you started it with a wrong notion
you were looking at the roof
you were attracted by the stars on the ceiling
you gaze at the furniture and the
figurines on the living room
huge, human like'
then you gave them the wrong impression
you were mumbling a lot of reasons
you made them believe you
time is not your ally
it reveals what is hidden
time proves you wrong
there are no stars left for they have all been taken
by the moon and sky
the furniture is after all the property of the termites
and the figurines all fake
those huge human like creatures turn out to be
stuffed apes
now you want to cry a sea of tears
but you cannot
your heart wants to erupt into a volcanic sob
you cannot
you force out a smile to prove time wrong
you exude laughter
sounding like a can with pebbles inside its belly
you are a wise man
all of them shall believe you again
now, cry baby, inside the secret room of your heart
freeze the tears
wise man, blame yourself.
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I would like to translate this poem