Is there a place where hearts don’t brake?
What do they call it, where faiths don’t shake?
Tell me the way, where dreams are not shattered
Which road to take, where life is not scattered
There, sun must always be shining
Must be rare to find people whining
Tell me the place; I want to go there for a while
Where people greet life with a broad smile
Everyone is respected for what they are
Where hatred and dishonesty is not anyone’s scar
Where my insecurities and fears don’t tear me apart
Material is immaterial; people are only judged by their heart
Tell me fast, I want to go there before it showers
Place where people are more beautiful than flowers
With roses everywhere, it would always be bloom
It must be heaven, where wet sand smells sweeter than perfume
