The useful red box,
Let my cry be heard when you are far away from me!
For my power and my dignity are like the kings and the princes in the middle of the night,
But i will always look for you in the land of your muse.
Useful red box,
Should one who hates justice govern? !
For i am the man with the golden colt and,
I will search for you to hide my golden cult in your useful red box.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem