Well, one day I’m gonna find you,
Someday … you’ll come my way
Or I may do; we’ll bump into each other.
One … who makes me special,
- to others- even to myself
one to call my own.
One … who is love to me,
One, to share what’s happiness to me,
One … to have the love I feel inside.
The love I have for her.
One … to fill me up with joy
One, to heart my dreams,
One, to dream of- never to grief afterward-
To dry my tears on, with a smile.
One … to keep all night long up with,
head on shoulder
one, to whom I need no articles, essays
to tell of her love, only eyes needed.
One … that love.
One I love.
One that loves,
loves the I,
May I?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem