The wailing is always there
its just a matter of time
before we can hear it too.
when it happens you will know the truth
and everything about death will be told,
but be careful,
many of us are called crazy.
but is it insane
or just something you cannot understand?
the song of the sirens.
the ones that lure you to your death.
we can hear the words
only you can interpret them.
they are different for everyone
telling them what they so desperately want
who wouldn't want to die happy?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem