To the one who loved me most?
Ignored his voice & made evil my host.
And went so far away
Till I lost the sanity of the day
But he is still in love with me
While my broken heart is dirty
And from dirt my heart start to rotten
I was dying because my soul was stolen
He new that I will never be able to stand again
So he left his glory to bless me with his pain
The pain that I should pay for my sins
Sins that took away every thing but chains
But lucky me I am loved by the creator
Who made out of my misery a gladiator?
I love him from all my heart
The one who changes dirt in to Art
Yes I love him the one who cured my soul
Holding me strongly and never let me fall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem