I know I could make it
But there is the problem
Your boyfriend is our problem
I wish he migt have sat somewhere else
But he is there
I know you love me
You can supplement him by me
He is aware of that
And you have no choice
Now you begin to breath harshly
Because i am a luxury
The tears roll
That is what we mean about love that has no choice
When you love two giants simultenously
These giants are equally competitive
The one who is me is truly interested
My opponent is not as much interested
He has alreadty got that sweety fiancy
My man nghtmares to you
I don't know how long should you watch over me
I need your fiancy
one man's bread is another man's poison
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem