I wish, I wish, I wish
Once upon a time, as the story was told
A very funny, serious story
I wish I wasn't there to hear it
I wish I didn't come back from the ****** war
I wish I was dead
I wish I didn't leave home
I wish I stayed with her
I would be called a Coward
Why Coward? For not fighting for my country

I wish I didn't meet her
I wish, I wish, I wish
I always wish
As beautiful as a peacock, fresh as a morning breeze
Calm as a dove, the love of my life
Was she dead or alive?
Was she worried about me?
Why didn't she tell me she was going on a trip?
A trip of unknown destination
Why! Why!!

I wish I could change the hand of the clock
I wish I could tell her how much I love her
I wish I didn't yell at her
I wish I listened to her
I wish I had solved the issue
I wish, I wish, I wish
My wish could come true

What a stupid war
What happened to my love?
Can you come back to me?
Have I turned a new leaf?
Talking to a dead rose
As dead as she is
Smells like fresh Rosary's
Skin as smooth as ever
But my wish can never come true
My love has rested in Abraham's *****?

If I were a painter, I will paint you on the surface of water.
I will paint your love on the sky, so everybody that looks up knows you are mine.
I will use my brush and color to express the expressible.

If I were an artist, I will sketch your beauty on walls.
I will draw you on sand, so no one walks on it.

If I were a hunter, I will hunt the sweetest meat for you.
My back will be your ride; I will worship you.
You eat the best part of my game.

If I were a Goldsmith, you be the first to taste the work of my hand.
You would be showered with jewelry; yours is to name it, and mine is to command.

If I were to be a king, I will make you my queen.
When I die, you be my successor; you be the one to rule while I am on the throne.

If I were to be your husband, you suffer no more.
Do not worry about the house choir; what am I here for, my darling?

If I were to be a priest or prince, the rain will not fall on you, neither will the sun smite you.
I will bring the stars of the sky to you; I will command the moon to shine on your way.
Anybody that passes without greeting will be beheaded; I will not pardon the flies, neither will I pardon the mosquito.
Every living thing must know that you are mine.