Deep down .....inside the wounded soul
There is a painful cry ......and a hard call
For a true love and honesty
For a friend who knows the meaning of sincerity
Who will come to light my world
With divine Love blessed by our Lord
We could walk towards the steps of eternity
Forgetting pain ,forgetting the hardness of reality
Ornaments of life we could feel
Nice flowers we would smell
The beauty of such passion
All spirits we would tell
We would run with the eternal river
Holding piece and goy forever
Flying as cheerful butterflies
And care not for envious eyes
Achieving the possibility and not despair
For whatever our problems we would share
Nothing could separate us. and fate would not dare
