The love is long-lasting, the love is good, the love does not envy, the love is not great, it does not show off, it does not behave indecently, it does not seek the honourable, it does not expect evil, it does not rejoice in injustice, it rejoices in the truth, it endures everything, it believes everything, it hopes everything, it tolerates everything, the love never dies. Through the blue evenings of summer, I will go in the paths, Pecked by the wheat where the grass leans, Dreamer, I will feel the freshness at my feet, I will let the wind bathe my naked head, I will not speak, I will not think anything, But the infinite love will rise in my soul, And I will go far, far away, like a bohemian, Through nature, happy as with a woman. www.mooji.org