I feel like something’s changed
I don’t know what, I don’t know why
Our summer holidays, already arranged,
I fear them now, I want to cry
I feel like something’s changed
I don’t know what, I don’t know why
I thought we were forever ganged,
But when I meet you now, I’m shy
We should just talk the problems out
Like we did before those holidays
But when we talk it out, we shout
And I fear talking out with you in many ways
‘Cause I fear another argue,
which I couldn’t stand
‘Cause you don’t want to talk to me,
which I cannot understand
‘Cause you have secrets now,
which you said you hadn’t
But most, I fear to talk it out,
‘Cause something just has changed…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Enjoyed this one too, Kevin. You write so intensely, my dear. Golda.