Almost one year ago my mistress died.
In any case, I am as yet a slave.
Prior to her passing she asked her husband
to give me freedom.
He promised her to satisfy this desire..
His memory was short.
Presently I have a plan
the most effective method to enter the universe of freedom.
Superstitions of my master
will be deliverers of mine.
In the evening of his inebriation
like phantom of his withdrew spouse
wrapped in white blanket
I will show up before his eyes
with request to set me free...