his grave was just a fountain
come in deep and put the lid
the feeling that you do not want to do anything anymore
in this life
neither in another
why some were pushing her here
in every life
and never change anything with the following in
the same idea
hundreds of years
they only care about money
of this world
the only one who loved it was him and so he found out
the secret and the murder of some
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem