When the young traveller thinks
About the best thing,
The worst thing happens for him,
Again......
When he thinks
About the worst thing,
The best thing happens for him,
Being confused,
The traveller asks himself,
'Why? '
Soon the dark shadow laughs at him
From the invisible corner,
Then the young wayfarer becomes furious,
But in vain,
The shadow laughs at him
In an unstoppable way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem