i lived my life,
so blue and white
helping others,
knowing each others
i've through many,
it was not so happy
i've known many friends,
from their attitude and trends
they treat me like a brother,
from toes to shoulder
cuz everytime they come to me,
i give my word and hope the're pleased
and everytime i come to them,
i ask a question, am i a friend?
i have doubts, questions to be answered,
cuz i always end up bothered
thinking that i'm not good enough,
every night it get so tough
so i always ask this question,
to be sure i'm on the right direction
i'm astonish of what they think of me,
cuz i'm just rAnz that no one could be
i can't say anything else,
but thanks for all your help
hope i see you in my funeral,
if not i'll get emotional
i hope you'll be there,
that is if you really care.
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I would like to translate this poem
give my word and hope the're pleased and everytime i come to them, i ask a question, am i a friend? i have doubts, questions to be answered, cuz i always end up bothered good as we wish