This is darkness, this is rain,
the unfolding everlasting pain
of the lover
and I suffer
hoping in vain,
trading my love for money,
funny,
how easily one can become insane.
Ho... Ho... Ho...
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I would like to translate this poem
A real little jewellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll !