My grandmother told me from an early age,
Love is a gift that is not subject to time or place.
Whether you love him or her is not important,
Let this bright temple bloom in your heart.

God has decided, and there is no barrier,
You have the right to be who you are.
Whether you are gay, bi, or straight is not a problem,
I will love you no matter what the whispers say.

Cause you're my grandson, and that's the point,
No matter what they say, no matter who how.
The world is full of love, and let it spin,
I'll hug you tight, like in childhood, in that hour.

Boldly walk on your own path,
Shine like a star, don't hide in the shadows.
I'm by your side, and that's more important,
Love is a force that's always in the blood.

You can love him and be with him,
And don't pay attention to what they say.
You were born this way. It's your life, not theirs,
Let their words fall like autumn leaves.

Many people hate you because you're gay or bi, so what?
Aren't you a human being with a heart that beats in your chest?
Are your feelings not just as pure and deep?
Don't let their malice lead you astray.

Lift your head up, and don't pay attention to all
Who judge, who whisper, who throw stones.
This is your life, your unique success,
You were born this way, and there's no drama in it.

Your love is a light that should not go out,
Your essence is a gift that should not be hidden.
Let the world around you be different,
You have the right to be yourself, and to love and live boldly.

My Charlotte, my dear, my sweetheart,
My love, my darling, forever.
I love you, my soul, without end,
And I would give my life without a second thought.

Your brown hair flows like silk in curls,
I breathe in its scent.
Its fragrance touches my heart,
I cherish it with all my soul and life.

Your eyes are like a bottomless ocean,
I'm drowning in them, forgetting everything.
And do you remember, my dear, that intimate moment,
Under the old oak tree, where I read my poems to you?

We loved so much, we dreamed so much,
We planned our future lives.
But the cruel and insidious cancer, alas,
Disrupted all our plans.

You passed away at the age of sixty-five,
You fought with him, I believed and prayed.
But he took you, leaving me with only a trace,
And my world changed overnight.

Now I go to your grave every day,
And I read new poems to you.
But you can't hear, and I don't understand,
How to go on without feeling you.

It's only been a couple of years, but I'm gray-haired,
An old man walking slowly on the earth.
But our memory, our love, my hero,
Will always stay with me, in my soul.

I've completely lost my mind,
Lou Goossens, I'm crazy about you.
Why do you come to me every night?
And talk to me like I'm in a dream.
My parents see that something's wrong,
And they're right, it's a fact.

You come, you sit by my bed,
You look at me sleeping, in quiet solace.
Your smile is like a ray of light through the fog,
And you're stroking my dark brown hair.
I can feel your touch, but is it real or just a dream?

Your fingers glide over my delicate skin,
To my collarbones, to my neck, where my heart is in turmoil.
Your gaze is filled with desire as you touch my soft lips,
Oh, my God, what happens in dreams?
Am I really sick, crazy, tell me?
But if so, I like it, life!

You are the one with whom I feel comfortable,
And even if it's just a vision, I will love.
Sometimes I want to leave everything, go,
To your country, where you are, find ways.
I don't know where you are, but my heart calls,
To where you seem to live.

Of course, it's crazy, I can't go far away,
It's a pity, I wanted to see you, it's a pity.
To touch you, to breathe in your scent,
To know what perfume you smell like.
Just to be with you, in silence,
To talk about life, just the two of us.

To go to a cafe, have coffee with you,
And walk in the park, so familiar.
But I know that it won't come true, no,
You don't know about me, my light.
Who am I? Just an ordinary boy who's waiting,
Dreaming of a meeting that won't happen.

And you... You're an actor whose star is shining,
And you don't even know that someone loves you.
Who am I to you? Just a shadow, a mirage,
Lou Goossens, my crazy dream.