I found a piece of paper to write on
Never did I know what was going on
I did strike my pen- I just dunno when
Its ball rolled over and over again
I tried to make every word count
I wanted to know how much is the amount
One, two, three... I have never been this jolly
Yet, I realised that I got nothing, not even much money
Expressing my feelings is I think what I've done
Seeking for someone to read this, but I found only one
Do you know who is he? You exactly are the one
To whom I can tell a story that has just begun
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem