When I pound you pain
Don't you cry or sigh
Because I'm past caring in vain
For things that I thought stood by
Me all along but turns out
They never were mine
And so pain leave my clout
Alone and somewhere else go dine and pine
Cos I'm ready to chop you down
I'm tired of patience
From the country and from town
Where for granted you've taken my silence
Pain, go away
Punish someone else;
I'm ready to pay
A high price for you I curse.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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