What odds are there
That you or me should be
At one place
One time
And we both see
What is not there
But is there to be.
A kiss so pure
If you were free
A touch so kind
Were I for thee.
But neither I nor you
Nor powers that be
Can change what luck
Or not there is
For you and me.
May I just wish
If I may wish
One kind wish
For you and me,
If such truths
As God above
Who gives and loves
Be so kind to me
May it be so
Without any scratch
Nor dent nor spat
On the heart of she
She who keeps
Thine heart and mind
Thine spirit kind
Share life to me
Beneath western skies
Pure and blue
Where heart once died
Now tis renewed
Through but one look
A glance, a chance
One day be
Tis me and you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem