Love and Pain,
Love and Pain,
We see our loved soldiers newly slain.
Pain and Love,
Pain and Love,
We see flying high a painfully beautiful dove.
Pain and Love,
Love and Pain,
We don’t know pain until we’ve loved,
We don’t know love until our heart lies in pieces from pain.
Love and Pain,
Pain and Love,
We’ll never stop playing the game,
Of love and pain.
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I would like to translate this poem
love as pain is addictive.... everytime i go a notch high..my thresh hold pain and love...