I love the new sounds of love
Only the new cures an old love

Watching the love making of waves and the shore
I desire to be the wave of love

There is no real hate in quarrels
Only stupidity and lack of love

The Sun shone upon me
And I shone upon the world with love

I fly through memory
To find a newborn love

Sing to me sea, sing to me sky
And the hiding world sprang out from love

-Dejan Stojanovic