I’ve tried, but I’ve never won a heart,
And to me this is not a very good start.
Even the three up above may chance a wonder,
For my life of love is a heavenly blunder.
Five men could not have lost as much,
Nor six ugly men, had they no touch.
As I seek seven signs which guide my way,
The hunger burns; I ate nothing today.
In German, you’d sigh and answer me ‘nine’.
Ten minutes later, still I’d want you as mine.