The cards were turned, an interesting spread
He looked at me closely, what was meant?
It's not all bad news, it was telling me that
Fate, fortune, happiness.....Fact
Move job, new life and good money too
But love my dear friend was not to be true
The man looked disheartened, what could I say?
He paid me his money and went on his way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem