Let us leave this mad world behind
And go to quiet lonely places
To deserts and mountain tops,
Forests, rivers, and deep blue lakes,
There, I will give you all my love
And tell you secrets of my heart.
Love has its own moods and graces
It unfolds in secret places…
Take me to the market place, and tell me
You love me. Make sure people hear it!
Kiss me in the streets. Let people see!
Let me see it in their eyes
How they wish they were me.
Let us shout and sing our love
Let the whole world know it…
G. E. Gorfu.