What are you looking for, deceived, in the wilds?
Who did you, wretched, damage,
Who do you blame for your losses,
To whom do you send curses?
Where are your souls forgotten spaces,
Where is the ancestral call-the glow of lights?
Didn't you give in to the persuasion,
That somewhere there is both sweeter and Miler?
Is it not you who glorified violence,
Not you or before the owner-uzhi?
Judas and Cain's children,
If you have not been called: "knives"?
I'm not a judge to judge souls,
The way is clear to you: from where and where...
As usual, you will have to fraternize,
And you will betray me soon, as always.
You're so used to changing your shoes in a moment,
Long as the night, the story of treason.
Before the new owners bend
You will be in an era of change.