Dad has left no one to run to,
Nights are cold and no light to pull me to,
Feel the cold blood run through your body,
Feel the warm tears crawl all over your pail face,
He looks you in the eye and smiles,
She hides her face as her blood covers her face like a vail,
He holds you close,
He can feel your pain deep inside,
She can't take it no more she pulls up her sleve,
He sees all the marks she has made for the pain to leave,
Then he sees she will be in pain for life,
As there is no dad and no light to pull her to...
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I would like to translate this poem