Empty bottle linched
On every single branch
Holds every witch
And every sinful dance
The wind will howl
And the glass will clink
Air's grotesque mouth
Tempt the thirsty to drink
Under the tree of wrath
Don't go back
Don't go back
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
OH MY GOSH! YOU WRITE BEAUTIFUL POEMS! !