I was in need,
i needed a friend
to share my thoughts
and secrets.
friends are rare,
but fair good friends
are of pure mind,
of pure heart,
lovely, peaceful and kind.
woe! to friends in dark
money for fun,
mislead to join,
looking at the eyes of reflection
my mind read,
once as a friend
this fixed a day in spring
to come and hold my hand,
a simple thing
and be a friend from
my world....
Troubles may come
quarrel must come
but we shall conquer
in our fate not to part
we are stronghold
never to be separated
this is what you are
my friend from
my world....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem