A bottle and a glass are the closest of my friends
They’ll stay here by my side until this night ends
A bottle and a glass are the closest of friends to me
I’m drinking all alone and it’s the party of the century
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sounds pretty lonely. Wondering what type of bottle it is? A party of one sounds pretty boring. Good write though. RoseAnn