Текст песни Love (Orchestral Version) - Joni Mitchell

Although I speak
In tongues of men and angels
I'm just sounding brass
And tinkling cymbals without love

Love suffers long
Love is kind
Enduring all things, hope in all things
Love has no evil in mind

If I had the gift of prophecy
And all knowledge
And the faith
To move the mountains

Even if I understood
All of the mysteries
And I didn't have love
I'd be nothing

Love never looks for love
Love's not puffed up or envious
Or touchy

Because it rejoices in the truth
Not in iniquity
Love sees like a child sees

As a child
I spoke as a child
I thought and I understood
As a child

But when I became a woman
I put away childish things
And began to see
Through a glass darkly

Where as a child
I saw it face to face
Now I only know it in part
In part

Fractions in me
Of faith and hope and love
And of these great three
Love's the greatest beauty

Love
Love
Love