My solitary song I sing
Battling the blues in my verse.
For jovial and pleasent it's not,
I must dare to sing to all by myself.
Not to despair, I endure to tune.
Till I hold a soothing melody,
Unless I owe a stirring song,
Untill my song be worth to sing.
My voice will chokes at times,
I May even dread the song,
But will never deject to move on,
To sing with pride when it's my day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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