You Know It. Don't You? -4
You Know It. Don't You? -4
Traditions are temporary,
So are the cultures,
But Love is eternal.
Traditions fade away
In time cultures too die,
Only love the one,
That never dies.
When cultures born
Born with it love,
And of love, born
Villages, and the cities.
As the life prosper
The love spreads,
The villages develop
The cultures shines.
As cultures develop
Following it, in existence
Comes the traditions,
As sign of good will.
As time passes,
Lives end, just
to begin again
but, the cultures remains.
And with cultures
Remains as well,
The traditions, they
Remain until changed.
The Change is necessary
For the lives to prosper,
For the cultures to shine,
And the love to be alive.
The love is, like
A Phoenix, it dies
So many times, just to
Rise from the ashes again.
Rise, in a new form
With new energy,
A new purpose, and
A new generation to inspire.
And so will be
My love for you,
So will be
Your love for me.
In this story of ours
Strangest story of love,
My love, you are
Just like the culture.
I remain, as tradition
And the love among,
The eternal love
Like the Phoenix, lives on.
You know it.
Don't you?