You never did belong to me,
Nor I to you.
But there was something in your smile,
That seemed so good and true.
I'll always hold you in my heart,
And wish upon a star.
That one day someway you'll be the angel,
That I believe you are.
But after all these silent days,
The score remains the same.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem