I don't claim to be pure. I'm adulterated with griefs and sin, Stained with all the colours of... I don't claim to be pure. I'm adulterated with griefs and sin, Stained wit...

The glare of a heavenly screen Imparts persistent dementia, The glare of a heavenly screen Imparts persistent dementia,

The mind was with the same sins The mind was with the same sins

A sinister who turned this world upside down A sinister who turned this world upside down

Failure is not a sin, Failure teaches you how to succeed... Failure is not a sin, Failure teaches you how to succeed...

The poem shows the guilt of first sin. The poem shows the guilt of first sin.