Love is above caste, creed, cult, and belief.
It is a matter of the heart and a very tender thing.
Cast aside all shades of your inflexible belief.
And let not your dogma become a hindering
Between lovers, let me remember you, religious elite!
Oh, when I see a tear in that dear girl's eye
It's a tear of love; don't harass her but greet.
Thus, stop being so religious; this right is conferred by
God and law, so you can't seize her liberty.
Not try to split up two hearts succumbing to love.
True love does not require a lover's nativity, and
Listen! with racism, relate not the love, its a deep
Interest and woundrous joy in something, or a
Feeling of warmth and personal closeness.
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