Am a feeling, that makes the heart go blind
for am like a flower, you can’t resist it’s scent
Like a tree I dance, when I find my true half
like a stream a sing; joyous songs to the heart
I dwell in the heart of every man,
Waiting patiently for a true half
But still, they said am wicked
‘Knowing you (love) was a mistake’,
‘Oh! You are an instrument of pain’, they said
‘Never will I know love again’, they said
‘You (love) break my heart again and again’, they said
Oh! If only they can hear me say “am an instrument of love, but was used for discord,
By the evil mind of man.
They made me a sworn enemy of the heart
But now, never will I hurt the heart again”.
True Love makes the heart stronger.
TRY TO LOVE AGAIN