In the place where the water meets the sky;
Is the love that surrounds us as every time goes by.
Even in joyfulness, even in times we cry;
Our love will never stop but will keep on rolling by.
In the place where the seashore meets the bay;
Is the love that abounds us through the heat of every ray.
The sun may go down but at the end of the day;
The flaring shades of love will always have to stay.
BINABASA MO ANG
Tula mula sa mga tala
PoesíaPain is filtered in a poem so that it becomes finally, in the end, pleasure.
