Friendship is seasonal, so true...
My heart tastes bitter, and my soul has gone sour...
The far this friendship has brought me, My face now resembles the skin of a Lemon, just as that of your old Man.
It is bitter a heart, sour a soul, lemon a face....
The far this friendship has brought me, My face now resembles the skin of a Lemon, just as that of your old Man.
Friendship is seasonal, so true...
My heart tastes bitter, and my soul has gone sour...
Bitter a heart, sour a soul, lemon a face....
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I would like to translate this poem
A friend in need is a friend indeed. A good friend is almost the equal of a good and happy family. We are all surrounded by so called friends most of which cannot stand the rain with us. A well articulated poem written with insight. A nice piece indeed.