I bet on my sentimental and I lost. I played with the devil, an expert in love. I'm not the first to win but I'm not the only one that lost. He knows how to play the cards well. I'm an angel with good intentions. If he lets me, ill play him again and try to win this time. Maybe he'll be more compassionate and let's me win this time. This time I played the cards slow and bet on my love. No sentimental attachments will be involved. I lost to the devil, an expert in love. I wish I can be that angel that turns dust to true love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, like it.