L-ove is all we need to give,
A-nimosity is far-out;
I-t's time to heal the wound,
K-indness is thought
A-bout.
P-eculiar kind of feeling
I-s nowhere to be found;
E-motion of ill will
L-ets not one hear the sweet sound.
A-llow our mind to open,
G-ood life is all we need to live;
O-n the twenty-fifth of May, love is all we need to give.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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