What can you teach now?
There is no room for your type of knowledge,
it may never enter this mind.
Roaming around whenever wanting to, you have
no say within it, only I, and no other.
Leave, wishing to be alone when thinking, don't
want to be bothered.
No lies will ever be told, if you want to know
just ask and all will be told to you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem