A beautiful necklace has no value,
It is free from all worries and blemishes.
The necklace lies on a window still,
Exuberating its beauty,
It can’t be bought,
Still it is beautiful.
Adios!
A beautiful necklace has no value,
It is free from all worries and blemishes.
The necklace lies on a window still,
Exuberating its beauty,
It can’t be bought,
Still it is beautiful.
Adios!
Be discrete,
Be happy.
Be gracious.
Be lovely.
Adios!
Love is easy,
It is beautiful.
It can’t be put in words.
Love is very beautiful,
Such beauty that it can’t be seen anywhere.
Love is truly,
Only that it eludes a lot.
Adios!
Of another, be free.
Of another, we can.
Of another, let love flow.
Of another, let it be.
Of another, we don’t lie.
We are the truth,
the truth is we are of another.
Adios!
Strange is love which has no beginning.
Strange are the folks who don’t understand anything.
Strange is the music which has no notes.
Strange is everything which is a bad as an enemy.
Strange is Nothing, which cannot be known yet is known.
Strange is strange than strange itself.
Ain’t it?