"Looking after the tracks"

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Poems by Dritëro Agolli

With fatigue the torment in the soul all my life
To tell the truth naked.
But I could not always say it completely,
That this world was a slut.
Now I'm sorry for how much I lied,
Although Adam and Eve lied
The first wretched liars
And that gives me comfort from time to time.