What will his love look like?
Is it fresh, sweet, painful or... . . . . .
I don't think any of us will know!
When love really comes
The gentle man fell in love with the lovely her
The bohemian man fell in love with the naughty woman
On this journey of love
How should he decide, how should he go on. . . . . .
The endless road is loneliness, the endless dreams are confusion, the endless songs are waiting, and the endless love is sadness.