You have to know that not
There is a country on the
Land where love does not
Has converted the
Lovers in poets

Everyone when we feel love
We say and write things
Beautiful that only the heart says
And although it seems to some

Cursi, for lovers it is the most
Beautiful, the saying, your eyes are stars
On my cloudy path, or say, two lips
A kiss, I want something more than that

Or say, in the garden of my heart
The most beautiful roses are planted
And each rose bears your name, and I water them
With every beat of my heart

You have to know that not
There is a country on the
Land where love does not
Has converted the
Lovers in poets