With my chest, full of love without prejudice,
Love that has every right
To grow what I can.
Ah! I wanted, with my singing or with my crying,
Pour all the charm of this love to show you

That life is beautiful,
That hope awaits you,
That peace will not be long,
Because love just wants to love.

If I speak to you of hope,
Tell you that the pain exists,
But it 's the love that will win.
Everything passes, loneliness no longer exists;
Sadness is only sad for those who do not know how to love.

Let peace enter the heart,
Let go of the illusion
And in you a song of love is born.

By: Focolares