Rare Soul Wine

If all the world is full of thorns,
The lover’s heart would be a bed of roses.

Even if the sphere of stars stops turning,
The world of lovers keeps going on.

Although alone, a lover is never lonely,
Forever with the hidden Beloved.

The lover’s wine spills out of their chests;
They give their love in secret ways.

Love will not be satisfied with a hundred promises,
For those who steal your heart away have so many tricks.

Ride on love and don’t worry about the road!
Because the steed of love has the smoothest ride.