I'm a lonely guy,
never figured out why.
Why did it have to be me,
this is how it's gonna be?
I want someone to hold,
to live with until I'm old.
Someone to love and care,
and with my life i can share.
So when I'm old and gray,
she will with me stay.
And when I'm dead and free,
I'll always in her heart be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem