We've come here to suffer
We've come to pass out in joy
We've come to drink the elixir of life
We've come... We are going...
The path is spiky, the path is (full of) geranium and jasmine
We've tasted everything from the same bowl
The one who has imprisoned us to sweat
Was us... We know that...
Life rocks us like a cradle
It takes our mug shot
Our eyes like an identity card
It keeps record either in ice or in baby blue
The perfect... diagnosis
Only love can save our innocence
If it has remained any
We, the lovers who have a signatured (this paper)
Wrote our will like this.