What is it that I fear most?
maybe it is the Pain living in me
That makes me assailable,
but maybe it is the darkness of my soul.
But what is the price i pay?
of whom the depts i owe
and cannot pay,
maybe i will never know
Whatever sore that i have
comes every evening with the dark
wispers become a scream
and take it to the soul
Remember me my friend
the song that i have told
no matter what the fate
The wolves always howl
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem