Do what is good to you, my dear
Let me tell first all that is
Good and only good
Let me tell first all that are
True and only true.
I know my dear change is taking place
At every moment within me
And within everybody
But no one could mark
Let me tell first how and what for
All that are here.
O my dear, is it all but fun?
Am I under a spell of delusion?
Had I been stolen?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem