I haven't a reason to love you;
it's just that I do.
There's nobody nowhere that no way
can move me like you.
There's no point pretending that you are a perfect ideal.
There isn't a reason to love you. It's just how I feel.
I guess you're quite pretty and, one day, I think you'll be good.
You didn't do much
but I guess that you did all you could.
You're hardly a smooth talking stud
(When you're sober at least) ,
but I know there's beauty
somewhere at the heart of the beast.
I've no cause to love you,
you've hurt me like hell. All the same,
I still want to hold you
and make you feel real glad you came.
I haven't a reason to love you,
iIt's just that I'm nuts.
But we could be so good together
if we had the guts
to simply admit what we're feeling
and not try to hide
behind all these lies and evasions
to salvage our pride.
I haven't a reason to love you,
it's just how I am.
And if I can't have you
I'll make do without any man.
Although I've no reason to love you
or be your best friend,
if love has no cause to begin,
how on earth can it end?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem