You have to know that not There is a country on the Land where love does not Has converted the Lovers in poets Everyone when we feel love We say and write things Beautiful that only the heart says And although it seems to some Cursi, for lovers it is the most Beautiful, the saying, your eyes are stars On my cloudy path, or say, two lips A kiss, I want something more than that Or say, in the garden of my heart The most beautiful roses are planted And each rose bears your name, and I water them With every beat of my heart You have to know that not There is a country on the Land where love does not Has converted the Lovers in poets