When love is being born,
The world is announcing,
The blooming birth of love,
That's unstoppable, racing.

Love is like a storm,
Intruding into your heart,
Infuriating passions,
Building bridges inside.

But, sadly, sometimes...
It can't find its own home.
In the hearts of two people,
Where love shall be grown.

When two hearts don't meet,
One goes left, one goes right.
The power of love fades,
Dwelling deep, deep inside.