I want you to feed me with lies.
I don’t want to wake up to know
The only Truth – I am not wise,
I lost my prudence years ago…
Don’t spoil my good mood and my joy,
Keep the truth for yourself only.
Lie to me like a naughty boy.
Lie! I don’t want to be lonely…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem