That Black Bird is putting me questions
And He wanted to know my daily activities
Am I ready to answer at this moment
And if yes He wanted to know why
I had a answer that is not now with me
When I entered in to this sea without
Any ship or boat made of air
You may put questions as you like
But that Black Bird is not here to spare you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem