O what could I do
I could not let you go
Or else there might be nothing left
Of nothing I'd bereft
O what could I do
O what could I be
I'd hoped you were my favorite part
But could I clearly see
Oh oh I say
I love you
O' O' I say it true
Surely I would not part from you
Oh Oh Oh no
It could not be
That my favorite part of You
Is that selfish part of me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem