I speak of love also

I speak of love also

I speak of the times

I speak of silent rooms where tears know soil and pain knows heart

I speak of prayers that are said out of instinct

Because we are human, we can’t help it

And when I shut my eyes

I dream of a freedom to stand pure from our regrets and self-torture

To see for a fact that Nice is great and Love is light

But the clouds soon gather beneath my sun

A celestial mask to mislead me

But I know better

I know of a love also

A love that I must not see to believe

I know a brotherhood that my sacrifices can inspire

I believe in the virtue that my thoughts shall erect

And the dance whose music I can begin

And in all these

I speak of a love also

I speak of a life

I speak of a happiness that to which I can pray and drive

I speak of will and wisdom

I speak of peace

I speak of love also.