heard it once - heard it twice
heard it more into the darkest nights
heard it again without pain
heard it until the morning rain
heard it as it becomes part of my brain
heard it but had nothing to complain
heard it to start at the end again
now I hear it without and sing it loud
and feel no shame
cos I´d been played around like a board game
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem