it has been inside me mind,
As if it was the kind gesture of life.
The life which we dream about,
The life of love and prayer.
The paradise, the heaven and  
the boundary of life.
Love: the heaven of life…

The love of man for god and
The love of man for gold,
All seems different but ,
The aim is the same..
The aim is,,,,
  The game of profit.

Neither love, nor love itself is,
Enough for us to thrive.
To thrive in this world,
Without hope and with despair.

Love: the heaven of life,
Will remain an oasis.
A mirage of hope , a mirage
Of prayers where,
Only profit matters but love shatters.
Love :the heaven of life…..