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It’s very rare,
Their inner Life with others,Most gents don’t care,And If they’re there,They hardly like each other.
What doesn’t a Rose touch?
It looks to the Sky for the truth,It perfumes the whole World with its scent,And to Love and Beauty, its image is lent.
A word, a touch, a flower,
That form a loving tower,Each time you’re close to me.
I ask for nothing,
And hold your hand,And look into the endless love,In your eyes,And know you understand.
To love, be loved,
What greater love,In Life can be?But never to have loved at all,Nor heard of Paradise, the call,A somber life without romance,Like living in an empty trance,A solo, sad and tragic dance.
I love you because I love you,
Because Love makes you or breaks you,Because Life is nothing, without Love.