I look around,

I’m still alone

I find myself there,

again.

Really me,

that I have love as strong as thunder.

I need someone,

with whom to be who I am.

I have often loved

Loneliness,

it bothers me sometimes

the multitude.

Why sometimes

It’s all monotony,

and I prefer silence

to the usual litany.

And so, alone I know how to be,

and I’m gladly there,

but I would like to try a little love,

as I continue on my paths.