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.