I am the village headmaster who wants your love;
But, from the wars around me came the dead bodies!
And today, i have to bury them in the same tomb.
Womb, comb, bomb, tomb! !
With the unfaithful works of the darkness;
Like a debauchery!
But, the truth about life is around us always.
'Come what may'!
I am the village headmaster who wants your love;
But, do not drink wine which is in excess,
For, there are wolves outside waiting to devour you.
Life and lust!
Th politicians are not ready to help us;
So, walk circumspectly and come to me!
For, i am ready to share my sweet love with you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem