Your charm allures the gullible who
thought they found love while bedazzled
in their naivety by your scheming beauty;
And they worship you like a goddess,
a cunning serpent devouring the hearts
of the innocent both young and old.
Look, you have now built an army
ready to do battle at your command,
formidable in the face of your enemies;
But have you ever thought that you are
only Cleopatra and not the Caesar?
Be warned then of the Roman legions
that may come to smash to the ground
your vast empire of pride and vanity!
Or have you ever thought that the real
battle lies only within yourself?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem