What have I done to the 'eves'?
Why has true love eluded me?
What seemed colorful days ago
Is gradually fading away tik-tok
Is this the work of the young witch?
Has God decided to punish me?
Have I lost my wonder touch?
Or is it the Karma day?
I know my woe's of past
I know I ripped out hearts
I know I made many eyes cry
All to exuberance
My sins are enormous
My pain has become plenteous
I write now with a tearful eye
And a dismantled heart
Forgive me my Father my Lord
Cleanse me anew
For It is time to be a man
Please Sir restore to me my missing Rib.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem