Purpose of love is singing,
Sweet summer melodies;
Purpose of love is bringing,
Together old memories.
Everything should be fair,
In fulfillment and to enjoy,
Especially if we take care,
Never our love to destroy.
Purpose of love is knowing,
Whatever in soul love sees;
And then just keep on going,
Whatever our heart will please.
If spring's again freeing,
The earth's colors everywhere;
How can a heart not sing,
When there's love in the air.
Purpose of love is closeness,
Giving a piece of you;
Love needs its spring freshness,
Before it becomes true.
All I am saying then is,
Don't be a fool at the start;
For nothing is nicer than this,
Always have a fresh true heart.
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