Finding a good person in this room
Is like humming a song without a tune
It's simply impossible
Putting a smile on my face
Is like being cramped in an empty space
It's like loving this human race
It's simply impossible
I don't like to say it's like finding a needle in the hay
But that's what it's come down to and that's how it'll stay
Because finding someone worth the smile
Is clearly somewhere far, far away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem