Someday when we will meet
On the road—
You will have your left hand
HELD by him.
Someday when you will laugh
On his stupid jokes—
You will have your left eye
STILL on him.
Some day when you will make love
To bloody him—
You will have your FEELINGS
Hidden.
Someday you will cry
Because he walked out of your life—
You will want to have your left head
REST on him.
And then someday
When you will die,
You will realize
That I was right by your side;
Offering you my right eye,
right hand and my right shoulder.
Baby!
Because in your life
You have always looked on the wrong side! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem