Paradise is waiting for lots of people
But I could care less for where it could lead
Because I have you and we have our own paradise
Regardless of what the newspapers say or tell
Or whoever's lucky enough to ring the bell
There's you, there's me
Or whoever's ready to say something for us all to try and believe
It's all perfect
Our paradise
Nothing can take away our love
Nothing can destroy us
I hope you're happy like I am
Because there's so many things I finally understand
The cycles of life and love
Everything feels and fits so perfectly like a glove
For us anyway
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem