Of Love I Sing – Michel Montecrossa

Of love I sing, of love my friend,
of love, where it all begins.
There are dark hours before any war,
there are cold and empty hearts.
Like a sparrow in my hand I feel tenderness
to be stronger than all weapons of hate.
Of love I sing, of love my friend,
of love that knows no end.

Of love I sing, of love that smiles,
of love and the blissful cry.
There are the ones that bow to fate.
Lonely they don’t find the great.
Like a torch in the night I see her sign
of freedom of love, the master of time.
Of love I sing, of love my friend,
of love that knows no end.

Of love I sing, of love that wins
when oppression is tumblin’ down.
The beauty of truth on the luminous brow
tells of power to change it all.
A light there is in every heart
not blinded by falsehood smart,
‘cause love will always understand
that love is the answer, my friend.