I will cry now for you; I think
Instead of crying any later
As of now I am happy and in the pink
And who knows how I will feel later,
So when I am finished sobbing
Let us both go out for a drink
By then my heart won’t be throbbing
And once again, I will be in the pink,
Let’s get all this sadness over with
While I cry until I can’t cry anymore
I don’t care for the truth or a myth
So, I will cry until my eyes are sore,
We both will then be so very happy
Our feelings we won’t be able to hide
Neither one of us will feel sad or crappy
Because earlier, I had already cried.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem