Ay el Amor

how many times, has been written about love,
a thousand poets tried to define it, and until today
there has not been the inventor, who can tell us the
mysteries of love.

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Oh love, such a rare thing when you long for it
it soon drifts away, oh love, such a rare thing
when you least expect it, it comes to your home.

Four letters so simple to write, yet
so difficult to find, it can be, on
a corner or it may be, that you find it in
any sunrise.

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To my bohemian friends, not even from drinking, there's nothing
left to sing, and I finish,
here these verses, these verses, because
love no one can explain.

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Oh love, such a rare thing, the mysteries of love
are not easy to understand, oh love, such a
rare thing when you long for it it never appears, oh
love, such a rare thing because love no one can
explain, oh love, such a rare thing when you
find it never walk away.