To live and never find true love
Is like eating food without the taste
To die without ever being found
Makes life a bit of a waste
To have never made that dinner for two
To have never tasted wine in France
To have never seen shooting star
To have never had the last dance
Like waiting for a bus what doesn’t come
Like listening to a radio what makes no sound
Like buying flowers what have no scent
Like always being the rebound
To live life without finding true love
Is what we all fear
So find that someone
That you can hold near
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem