Sometimes love fails us,
sometimes love is grand,
there is laughter and tears.
Yet we go on living
as the world pursues us
under a fading star,
we're moved by
sounds and images
from the notion of love.
It calls you
bringing you closer,
willing you on and on
to find the Wretched Truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
and no matter how much it torments us, we still fall in love...oh cruel fate...fantastic work