CAN I HOLD YOUR HANDS, FOR MY LONELINESS TO FLY
CAN I CLUTCH ON TO THEM, FOR MY WORRIES TO DIE
CAN I HOLD ON TO THEM WHEN I'M HURT AND PAINED
CAN I LOOK UPON YOU WHEN I'M SORROW AND LOST
CAN I HOLD YOUR HANDS TILL MY JOURNEY ENDS.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem