Time after time, I wait. For someone, anyone to take the bait. I sit out here everyday. I sit out here on the bay. I can walk but don't chose to. I can talk but don't chose to. Some people might call it crazy. Other people call it lazy. I call it waiting for someone, anyone. That someone, the one, I can call hun. The one who won't care what I say. The one who wouldn't want me any other way. People say, 'listen to your heart' but how can you listen to your heart. Time after time, I wait. For someone, anyone, to take the bait. I sit out here everyday. I sit out here on the bay. I can walk but don't chose to. I can talk but don't chose to. So I wait. For someone, anyone, to take the bait...
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I would like to translate this poem
Its a good poem....but your arrangement is kinda bizzare...you could have arranged it in normal lines...instead of just writing it down... Its still gud...keep it up...+