Across me, you sat down
In your face was a frown
Right there and then you said
That our love is now dead
The clock ticked and tocked
The more I got shocked
Because your bad news
Just gave me the blues
I cried and cried
But no matter I tried
You didn’t seem to mind
Which was very unkind
You left with no other word
Rode your big red Ford
But what you didn’t see
Was me screaming, don’t leave me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem