I thought I know how to play this song
‘Till we’ve met and you came along
“I am a master”…said to myself
But how come beginner’s manual, I clutch for some help.
The joy of playin…this I can’t define
Your sweet melody whisperin in my mind
But playin alone without a guide to keep
Makes me wonder if I just return to sleep.
Been warned before…should be careful with the strings
Take it easy or might get pain that stings
Since then I already set aside
Playin the guitar again never crossed my mind.
But never been this happy…never been this sad
It’s a weird feelin no words can understand
Mixed emotions you’ve given me now
You must have the solutions I need somehow…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem