Текст песни
He's just a poor boy, please
Leave him alone at his ease
Struggle and troubles
Have tired him out
Find him a place that is quiet
He didn't choose whom he loves
Love caught him right in his arms
Now everybody
Is staring at him
Let the poor boy be free
Happiness came to his heart
Though being happy is hard
They're holding hands
Don't look back at the boys, I said
Living is what we will miss
In the end
