Когда мне плохо, я сочиняю стихи. Вот, что у меня получилось на этот раз:

There is no need to hide your love
Look at me and look above
And no matter what I do
All I think about is you

Will you give me your big hug?
Anyway you are my bud
Take my sole, have a look through
I just want to be with you

Will you promise to be mine?
I’m sure we’ll be fine
And can anyone claim
That he had ever felt the same?
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