Can we be friends
So we can knit our souls together?
Real friends die together
Not in body but in hearts
When they've had
What it takes all to be together
Swimming and sinking
Real friends are friends
Both in need and in need.
I don't want a friend
Who will offer a flower
That won't sow any joy in your heart
I would be a friend
Who will take an offer of a good
Good wish card floating
On the wings of joy.
I don't want to be your friend
If I give you a ride on my bike
You wish it was yours
I would be your friend
If my bike is just yours
And yours just mine
Then I won't mind
Being your friend forever.
I will be your friend
When my cup of water quenches thirst
Much as a pop of champagne
I want to be a friend
Who means everything to you and I
I will be cold and deaf
If your friendship is wandering
Looking for economy to improve.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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