You say that true love does't exist
Been waiting long, it's on your wish list
You'd like to touch it, but you can't
You wanna meet it and feel not like a piss-ant
I guess one night of love is worth a whole lifetime
Even if it hurts and tastes sour just like a lime
While frustrated, you won't trust anyone at all
If you look into my heart, you'll find a ragged hole
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'wish lost' for 'wishlist' is sheer genius. lifetime of what? there, I read it...