Текст песни Born to Love - Damien Dempsey

Well it blows in the wind
The answer my friend
But some can't comprehend
Love and sweet harmony
If your god is so great
Why does he condone your hate
For fellow humans in states
Of fear and brutality

True love
Is what matters in the end
True Love
Is what carries us my friend
True Love
Is what matters in the end
True Love
Is what carries us, my friend
The abominable crimes
From colonial times
Are still poisoning minds
We are not clear of it
You can never be great
If your riddled with hate
It's an unnatural state
Year after year of it

True Love
Is what matters in the end
True Love
Is what carries us my friend
True Love
Is what picks us up again
True Love
Is what carries us sweet friend
We were born to love