Who am I,
What my name,
Where my home?
On hearing it, the joker smiled he himself
To hear the absurd questions of life,
But instead taking it otherwise
Kept smoking a cigar then
In a don't care, don't mind
To release the tension of mind
With the puffs trailed out.
A joker am I,
Joker is my name
And to make you laugh my vision of life
To keep in good spirits,
No homestead, no hearth have I,
Just as a tramp keep
I loitering and overhearing
To respond in need.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
my vision of life, I like it, thanks.