Who cast this magic
that doesn't let me get wet
even when it rains

Who cast this magic
That doesn't **** me
Even after I have died

Who will be able to tell why
I am not moving
Even though I am walking

Who will be able to tell why
I am not living
Even though I am alive

Is it a lightning or is it a breeze
Is it the sun or the moon
Or is it the flowers and the birds
I am being tormented
without understanding
What's happening to me

Is it a beautiful color of LOVE or
A cruelty of fate
That is playing in my life

Sometimes it is a thing of kindness
Sometimes it is a thing of cruelty

Sometimes it is a thing of tears
Sometimes it is a thing of joy

My eyes refuse to close and
want to announce the entire world,
The silence feels like a lullaby
During day LOVE is caring like a mother
During night it harasses like a monster

During day LOVE is seeking you like a DOTING father
During night it caresses me like peacock feather

This situation of losing my way
with out losing never stops

This situation of losing my mind
Without going mad never ends

LOVE follows you with out ever
letting you go,
but you won't be able to see it

This thing that kills
without killing must be TRUE LOVE
It is a ANGEL that lives within me
without giving any warning
I feel something drilling
inside me that must surely be PURE LOVE

Now I see my soul being shattered
That must be ETERNAL LOVE

Who cast this magic
that doesn't let me get wet
even when it rains

Who cast this magic
That doesn't **** me
Even after I have died

It must be TRUE LOVE