Sing the anthropomorphic song
For everything that has a face,
Everywhere and every place;
Of the human, find a trace-
Sing the anthropomorphic song.
Sing the anthropomorphic song
To things don't love, and have no heart;
Imagination's got the art-
With them, you won't need to part-
Sing the anthropomorphic song.
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I would like to translate this poem
Yes, for it is difficult for us to experience what it is not to be us.