I want to tell you, oh my girl,
I wanted to tell, for quite some time.
Not yesterday or tomorrow, my sweet pearl;
Neither sober, and nor with a glass of wine.
When we talk, I feel good.
Even when I’m busy, reading a book.
Just to know that you think of me,
I wish to see you, crossing the sea.
To tell you what I feel, I wish.
And I wish that you’ll feel the same, or even more.
The words in my heart and a little kiss,
To the girl whom I cherish and adore.
The hours my thoughts are spent on you;
Great in numbers, not a few.
Oh, my girl, in the distant land;
How I wish to hold your hand.
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