Until I care

Владимир Мак
Until I care for anyone and someone cares for me
It makes no sense to ask the Lord “to be or not to be”.

A sudden heart-ache disappears just when I see your smile 
Then I am happy my sweetheart and carefree for a while.

If we are honest by ourselves, don’t let our souls rive
We recognize that two by two sometimes is surely five.