Ka ụjọ ji anyị bụ
The ịkpachara anya
Inside
na n'èzí
nke na-ata ahụhụ
emasculated
chọrọ
ka
nwere ike
ahụ ịkpọasị
ike
Stoke
egwu
onwe ha
N'ihu gị
ọbụna
na
Ndị ọzọ
ya
Own
na ndị ọzọ
ime ihe ike
onwe ha
na otherhand
nsogbu
ihe egwu
ka na-
na-akpa-
ime-ime
na n'èzí
iro nwụrụ anwụ
akpụgharịkwa
Fear is
The caution
Inside
And outside
Of suffering
emasculated
will
to
can
The hate
power
Stoke
the fear
themselves
In front of you
even
and
Other
his
Own
And others
violence
themselves
on the other hand
not
More fear
to have to
To first
The inner
And outside
Enemy dead
To beat
Dans mon jardin
Stands une clôture
Et rien d'autre
Et si la pomme
non loin
à partir de
l'arbre
Ensuite, je pense
Il dispose d'une
de me
Ma porte
En cloque
Et déjà montée
La lune
Dans mon cercueil
Dans le merveilleux
lumière Sickle
pense
rien d'autre
et ferme
Ma vue
Avec la pomme
dans le
noir
Ouvrir la boîte
Dans le sac
In my garden
Stands a fence
And nothing else
And falls the apple
not far
from the tree
Then I think
It has one
To me
My door
Knocked
And already rising
The moon
In my coffin
In the wonderful
Sickle light
Thinks
nothing else
And closes
My eyesight
With the apple
in the
black
Open box
In the bag
In meinem Garten
steht ein Zaun
und weiter nichts
und fällt der Apfel
nicht weit
vom Baum
dann denke ich
es hat einer
mir an
meine Türe
geklopft
Und schon steigt
der Mond herab
in meinen Sarg
im wunderbaren
Sichel Licht
denkt sich
nichts weiter
und verschliesst
mein Augenlicht
mit dem Apfel
in den
schwarzen
offenen Kasten
in die Tüte
sur unu
paĝo
la vivo
Mi sur la
kapon
proponis
Mi ne
koncernita
la ekzisto
antipodo
min
miaj piedoj
bone
tenas
ĉar
super
ĝi estas bona
kiel
Sur la otherhand
on the one
Page
the life
I on the
head
posed
I'm not
concerned
the existence
Antipode
To me
My feet
better
keeps
because there
over
it is better
as on the
other hand
Me needs
no more
I know
that I
me
From me
Just ashamed
have to be
it is ... with me
Bitter cold
To mine
mouth
even if
on
Anyone
quiet
My iced
Lips
Would kiss
it would be
better
if I
nameless
To me
Të gjitha fenomenet
e logjikës
për veten e tij
Te tjeret
për të kthyer
në nëntokë
Lurks Shkrimi
Hame
të gjitha që
Përpiqet për të mirë
vetë
dhe të tjerët
në pashkruar
gjethet e zezë
Si një prerje të qethur
vetëm arrogant
Mendim i dëshiruar
duhet te jete
All phenomena
Of logic
To himself
The others
To convert
in the underground
Lurks the Scripture
The Häme
all that
Striving for the better
oneself
and others
In unwritten
Black leaves
As a shearing cut
Only arrogant
Wishful thinking
should be
Sleepless
you have me
by
waking
behind me
in me
I am
You sure
and saw
the world
The inner world
But sought
I follow
Your face
and saw
The
Outside world
Of diversity
in your
Do not dress