For love is born
For the loverlorn
For lover's gain
For lover's pain
For love do make
the sane,
insane
For love do take
the heart
do break
For love pure sake
It's true, so true
early or late
later or too late
We have to Trust
our faith in fate.
And so that is why
Roses have thorns
And so that is why
Rose blooms adorn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem