Sent away
I remember
And tender
An explanation
For thaw in relation
Somehow I feel being cheated
Of not being elevated
To an level
To fell well
I put hands on my instrument
But fingers resent
Refuse to play
And I am sent away
I feel shy
And try
To come in terms
But sadly return
I brush off this silly thought
As i have fought
Many days to get someone
I want sweet days to remain
I pick guitar and make it to create
Some music to ring in ears and state
How good I feel about being in company
With the blessings from an almighty
I put hands on my instrument But fingers resent Refuse to play I pick guitar and make it to create Some music to ring in ears and state How good I feel about being in company With the blessings from an almighty
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I would like to translate this poem
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