The Paradise of Love...

When you cross the bridge to the paradise of love,
And when you walk through that beautiful gate,
You'll be enchanted by the beauty you see,
You'll be captured with a glow of your passion,
And all your dreams will be bound with love,
And all your feelings would be uncontrollable.

And when you cross the bridge to the paradise of love,
And when you walk through that beautiful gate,
You'll walk through beautiful paths with hand to hand,
You'll feel the warmth rising through your nerves,
And you'll give anything to feel that warmth,
And you'll be haunted by the memories of every moment.

And when you cross the bridge to the paradise of love,
And when you walk through that beautiful gate,
You'll see that there are prickles on the stem of red rose,
You'll face with huge mountains in the beautiful path you took,
And you'll see the beauty of rose without wounding your fingers,
    only if you are protected by your love.
And you'll get to the mountain top,
    only if you walk with hand to hand, with courage and love.

And when you cross the bridge to the paradise of love,
And when you walk through that beautiful gate...