you are in a situation
that is utterly uniquely yours
you love much
but no one loves you
you make all of them happy
but they only hurt you
you want true love
there is none for you
they will love you because of your money
that has always been the curse from the day you were born
you have all the luxuries, the fame, that honor, that position
you have all the money you can hold
but there is no love for you
well i guess, you must have accepted it
it is but fair: you have it all, except love
on the other hand, there is this guy who is stripped of everything
poor, uneducated, jobless, no house to live, no land to own
no money to spend
but someone loves him so truly
he is silent, but (i do not have to guess) he is absolutely happy
tonight, she is his.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem