Author :
Jan B. Hurych  |
There is the time for joy and sorrow, the time to lend and time to borrow yesterday's feelings for tomorrow. (Then comes confusion - love is illusion.) It's passion warms in heavy rain, to control it we try in vain, gives little pleasure, lots of pain. (Remains conclusion: love is delusion.) When lost, it turns our heart in stone. Since we can't bear to live alone, on happiness we take a loan. (Lifeblood transfusion - lover's allusion.) So comes the end and then fresh start with promise that we never part. Being in love is hardly being smart. (Instead of fusion - double seclusion.) |