The Wolfman Poem by Marieta Maglas

Don't lose your sweet hope at sixty
You'll reach your next nice destiny.
One thing you'll never really know
How it would be with me in a real show.


Don't bother yourself to make a plan
To change what is already done.
It's nothing to lose, and I can explain
That you will be so tired working in vain.

Maybe I know you from another life,
But it looks like I'm another 's wife.
Maybe for all, there is a destiny
As for this world, there is the prophecy.

Don't lose hope; you'll be happy someday.
All the world is yours; you don't have to pay.
If you get crazy, when I'm talking about love,
Maybe something is coming to you from above.


But don't be sad; you can get everything
In this world of yours except for one small thing.
You need a heart and goodness to get it,
But it's too much to pay so forget it.

So, don't lose your hope at your own sixty.
It's time to reach your next life destiny.
One thing you'll certainly never know,
How it would be with me in a real show.

Poem by Marieta Maglas