Your love is sad today, but it dresses in another color. Your love is sad today, but it exists in your splendor. I want to find you among the lines that will set me on fire. I want to find you among the thirst of my freedom. Come here, tender love, and you will be illusion. Your love is sad today, but you will see a new dawn and you will never have the freedom that you have. Come here, tender love, and you will be illusion. Come and you will be able to live our sadness until its end. At last you will be able to laugh and in love you will be able to rise. www.mooji.org
