Our honeymoon was a fake and a mistake,
I can never ever forget about this?
I won't beg for a renewed relationship,
I want to be released, released and released,
From the unmatched marriage between,
A wayward prince of desert and...
...a well-bred princess of green plains;
I'll sing delightful songs on my freedom -
In public squares and on the stages;
I'll celebrate my divorce, I'll celebrate my freedom;
And you know I'll never forget my serfdom,
I am going to wreak revenge on you for your treason;
I must survive without your support and succour;
I'll never regret breaking away from you;
Now I feel myself much more stronger than before;
And I know that this power is true;
You must see that I'm going to fight on principles;
I am here to overcome you, and survive without you.
Mykoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem