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.