L-et's shake our heads no,
O-nce we are lured by the devil;
R-efrain from being tempted,
S-tay in our sacred
S-kill.
C-ome shake our heads no,
E-arly fourteenth of December;
L-isten not to fascinating talk
E-nchanting us to surrender.
S-ee the light of the truth,
T-urn a blind eye to faith's foe;
I-t's best to brush off the doubt,
A-nd shake our heads
N-o.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem