Whoever wants to find love
Will have to suffer
Will have to cry.
Love like this is not love,
It is a dream, it is fantasy
Asking for so many things
Which are not only from the heart.
Whoever wants to find love
Will have to suffer
and will have to cry.
Love which asks for love,
Only love
Will arrive,
For those who believe
And don't tire of waiting.
Happy then
My people will sing,
Sadness will have an end,
Happiness will remain.
Whoever wants to find love
Will have to suffer
Will have to cry.
Love like this is not love,
It is a dream, it is fantasy
Asking for so many things
Which are not only from the heart.
Whoever wants to find love
Will have to suffer
Will have to cry.