Now we look back, reflect on the dive,
Falling in love, man, that’s no jive.
We don’t say „rise in love,“ it’s about the fall,
Roots of existence, the risk that calls.
Falling and creating, side by side,
Risking it all, that’s where life abides.
Life’s a faith, a lottery draw,
With every step, you gamble it all.
Traveling, believing, in every deed,
In human ventures, love’s the creed.
Surrender, the most powerful act,
Love’s a submission, an undeniable fact.
I give myself, wholly to you,
„Do what you will,“ no conditions, true.
So, the madness in letting go,
The wise man’s folly, now we know.
The sane hold tight, control the game,
But love demands freedom, beyond the fame.
In surrender, there’s power, in love, there’s sense,
Madness holds reason, beyond the fence.

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