歌词
(Verse 1)
Why do we speak of love with just one word,
When its forms and its flames in every heart are stirred?
Love that lifts so high, and love that breaks in grief,
Each a different page in the same tender leaf.
(Chorus)
Oh why just one word for love,
When it flies like the dove and falls like the rain?
In joy and in pain, it's never the same,
Ever changing, yet eternally claimed.
(Verse 2)
In the laughter of children, love’s lightness is seen,
In the tears of goodbye, its sharp edge keen.
In the silence of parting, a solemn hue,
In the reunion’s embrace, love’s color anew.
(Verse 3)
Love that whispers in the cool evening breeze,
Or shouts in the storms that bend the trees.
A force that binds, yet sets us free,
In myriad forms, love comes to be.
(Bridge)
Do you recall the fire’s first spark,
The night we whispered truths in the dark?
Each love we lived, a different tale,
Some to soar, yet others frail.
(Verse 4)
Why do we bind all loves under one name,
When each bears a unique flame?
From the passion that starts as a youthful dream,
To the serene love that flows like a quiet stream.
(Verse 5)
Through the chapters of life, love writes its part,
In the ink of our joys, the tears of our heart.
It's the painter of skies and the bringer of rain,
Each love a melody in life’s vast refrain.
(Chorus - Reprise)
Oh why just one word for love,
When it flies like the dove and falls like the rain?
In joy and in pain, it's never the same,
Ever changing, yet eternally claimed.
(Chorus - Reprise)
Oh why just one word for love,
When it flies like the dove and falls like the rain?
In joy and in pain, it's never the same,
Ever changing, yet eternally claimed.
