Till we reach our fairy lands

Don't be sieged,don't bemoan,
This world is such a wretched zone,
And love is,its most precious stone,
Thee have love, the world you own..

The god has sometimes assiduous ways,
Suffering lasts weeks and days,
So always look at lovely stars,
Blemish is beautiful,so are scars,

When it comes to you my love,
Perfect is nigh my call,
Imperfect and as you are,
Makes you my shining star,

Such is the handsome glory of love,
It thrives in pain and rises in scrub,
When we walk on treacherous ways it shows,
Its divine will to which our heart bows,
So lets keep walking holding hands,
Till we reach our fairy lands...
Till we reach our fairy lands...