Chinese and English version of "The Lonely Root Number Three"?

Lonely root number three bilingual version

I fear that I will always be a lonely number like root three

I fear that I will always be a lonely number like root three 3

A three is all that's good and right

3 represents all the good and justice

Why must my three keep out of sight beneath a vicious aquare -root sign?

But why should my 3 be trapped under the evil root sign?

I wish instead I were a nine

I wish I was the number 9

For nine could thwart this evil trick with just some quick arithmetic

Because 9 can escape the trick of the radical through simple arithmetic

I know I'll never see the sun as 1.7321

I know I'll never see the sun as 1.7321 天日

Such is my reality a sad irrationality

I was both sad and irrational

When ,hark,just what is this I see?

And at this moment I can't believe my eyes

Another square root of a three

Has quietly come waltzing by

Come waltzing gently

Together now we multiply

To form a number we prefer

Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds

We free ourselves from prison

And with a wave of magic wands

With the wave of a magic wand

Our square-root signs become unglued

Our square-root signs have been unveiled

And love for me has been renewed

And my love has also been renewed

Another version:

"The Lonely Root Three"

I'm afraid,

I will always be the lonely Root Three.

Three itself is such a wonderful number,

My three,

Why is it hiding under that ugly square root?

How I wish I was a nine,

Because nine only needs a little calculation,

can get rid of this cruel misfortune.

I know it will be difficult for me to see my sun again,

Like this endless,

1.7321…………

I don’t want my life to be so miserable.

On that day,

I saw,

Another root number three.

So beautiful and flawless,

dancing gracefully,

We multiply each other,

get the coveted number,

Perfect as an integer.

We smash the shackles of fate,

Gently dance the wand of love.

Our square root has been solved.

My love is reborn.

I can’t promise to give you a fairy tale world,

I can’t promise that I can grow up overnight.

But I promise,

You can live in freedom and happiness forever like a princess.

A three is all that's good and right

Why must my three keep out of sight

Beneath a vicious square-root sign?

< p>I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick

With just some quick arithmetic

I know I'll never see the sun

As one point seven three two one

Such is my reality

A sad irrationality

When, hark, just what is this I see?