Although I’ve got no scope
My thoughts are full of hope
That some day I will cope
I’m a thinker, a hopeless thinker
And I think, when I can
I’m just a thinker, a lonely thinker
And I think, like a man
You may deem my thinking’s not so tough
Some days when I feel I’ve had enough
I come here and read all of your stuff
I’m a thinker, a desperate thinker
When I think, I think I can
I’m a thinker, a forlorn thinker
When I think, I have no plan
There are days when I’m feeling down
On days when my face wears a frown
I visit the best site in town
I’m a thinker, a simple thinker
Why I think? Because I can
I’m a thinker, a private thinker
And I’ll think, without a fan
There are moments when I’m sitting here
Thinking about all of my worst fears
All this thinking brings a flood of tears……..
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I would like to translate this poem