Don't you show affairs of the heart to the brain. It might change your perception - Jack Vella.

Love cannot be quantified. If it does it's non existent - Jack Vella

the doorstep of the end of time.

I suggest that you read this poem with this music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sz1idnMQFOA
Tks Jack Vella

I've seen the stars floating in the see,
I could see a reflection and it wasn't me,
I could see the angels flying around,
I could hear the music,
yet there was no sound,
and on the ground,
and meadows of flowers,
I could hear stories being told,
children being fed,
and another card that was fold.
and in the mist and cold of yet another night,
I could see my image,
I could hear my plight,
Leave me not, for without you I am vain,
we'd still have to show our love,
and repeat it again,
and in the meadows of flowers,
I see you dangling your crown,
Let me be your knight,
but don't let me kneel down
let me fight and show you,
the courage I'm made of,
for beauty might shine,
but it won't last,
and then time passes,
and you won't see your past,
for our love is stronger 
than that of fairytales,
our heart is brighter
and can't be measured by scales,
for I might die or even you,
but we'd be remembered as the ones,
who made the world's roof,
the brightest blue,
cause I was yours in my lifetime,
so you were mine,
and we'd still be remembered till,
and on the doorstep of the end of time.

from the heart of a humble writer...

Every time I speak with you or hear you
or in my dreams see you,
or glance towards you,
my one castle that has my heart,
my woman from which I can't be apart,
and I know no one can ever take your place,
be with me in my success and in my disgrace,
be near me now cause I need you,

don't let me fall,
don't let me crawl,
cause you know without touching me what I am made of,
you know without seeing me what in reality I feel,
I tried to run away from all that love of yours,
but I reached a point I can't conceal,
I reached it and I know there is no return,
I'd rather see you in heaven
even if I had to burn,
don't ask me how, where or why,
but if love is there don't let it die,
I don't want to run or maybe hide,
I want to be the one by your side,
for I know you'd understand,
I can't really see you with another man,
maybe our love needs to have a renewal,
maybe we thought it was gold,
when in fact a jewel,
let it up, now let it rise,
let our love known
and do not disguise,
for my love for you,
before I knew you was sincere,
I hope that with these words,
'm making myself clear,
for words might glide, crawl and evaporate,
but I won't stop loving you,
even when late,
cause I know you can love me,
for the man in me,
for being who I am,
for it's me that you see,
and there will be no bible,
and when you need me,
there I'll always be.

will never cease...

In every thought of mine,
I see you,
the more I need to draw back, 
I need you,
the feelings I feel in my heart,
are just nothing without you,
for you say I own a sweet talk,
but without you I can't really walk,

you are the thought that in the morning wakes up with me,
to fill my glass, to set me free,
and you are my desire,
a woman that burns my heart on fire,
you are the water that I need,
you are my hunger's every feed,
for I try to find words,
and be romantic,
but without you my words are simply pathetic,
cause you breathe in my
you give me air,
in every space and time when I really need you,
you're always there,
and when time will pass or maybe fly,
on my dying bed, I'll cease to cry,
for the moment I might be blessed,
if I have correctly guessed,
that like in a fairytale,
your love for me's without a scale,
so once again,
you'd be there,
no to give me flowers,
but to fill me with showers,
of your love on the increase,
such love that will never cease.

JV

17.43
I.VIII.XII

Love is like trespassing in a field and taking the fruit that does not belong to you - One Year of Love (Reno speaking to Jack) - out 20.12.2012

Don't shoot words - for in your future they might bring back your past - Jack Vella

F'gheluq is-sena minn mewtek Nann...

Nanna Ganna,
fuq is-siggu ilni sen' issa ma narak,
bhal hemm il-vojt tieghek,
u hekk ma nistax nidrak,
tharisli mis-sema,
bhal donnu int tirt,
ghax ruhek kienet bajdanija 
w'qaddisa int sirt,

sen'ilu ghal ahhar tislima,
jien ma kontx hdejk,
kont wisq il-boghod,
imma xorta wahda hassejt qalbi tinghafas bil-piena,
w'hassejt gismi jirtghod,
w'illum kull darba li nghaddi minn magenb il-knisja
w'ninzel ghal hdejk,
nimmaginak wara l-purtella,
meta kont nieqaf inhares lejk,
kemm nimmisjah dak iz-zmien,
mur ghidli li mhux ser ingawduk iktar,
li mhux ser nibqghu flimkien,
min jaf kieku imma kemm qed tghajjat bl-ugigh,
imma fuqek kont inpoggi t-tifel tieghi xorta wahda,
w'forsi tittanta tisqih,
issa qed thares lejh jikber mis-sema,
u qed nimmaginak hemm bilqieghda
wara l-persjana tal-genna,
w'bhal donnu niezla demgha,
ghax xtaqt inti tara zgur,
lil wiehed minn neputijiet,
li ghad jghaqqad il-passat memorja tieghek
ma dak il-futur,
Nanna, nilmhek hemm magenb Cikka U Nina,
id-dar,
w'qed nisma xi ftit storbju zejjed,
narak u nisimghak tibki wkoll fis-skiet,
ghax qatt ma ridt tara lil ibnek Chalie mejjet,
imma naf li kuljum dawra maghna ddur,
tmur wasla safejn kull wiehed minna jinsab,
ibda miz-zghar kolla, w'il-kugini, uliedek
u hija n-nassab,
Nann, sellilna ghan Nannu u ghal familja qaddisa
li ahna ghandna hemm fuq,
m'ghadekx issajrilna jew ittina l-kinnie,
imm' igri nasal il-genna hdejk,
halli l-ikel tieghek xi darba nerga nduq,
itlob ghalija u ghalina Nann,
ghax ghandna bzonn it-talb,
ftakar li hadd minna qatt ma nsiekom
u kollha kemm intom inhobbukom mill-qalb.

He who gives, shall embrace eternity and towards it commute, for it shall live - Jack Vella

real skies
aren't painted blue.

Like the poet needs the pain,
like the vast oceans and seas 
need the rain,
like the rainbow is nothing without the colours,
like all the kids are the no-ones without their mothers,
like that I am without you,
for you are the light when the darkness comes,

you are the vast universe
to show that my love is immense,
you are that one missing needed piece,
you are what makes my life complete,
and in your words I find comfort,
in your love I find myself,
I am now happy to be me,
an' I wish to be just no one else,
for I have discover that beauty lies in you,
I have discovered that the real skies aren't painted blue,
I have discovered that storms dont come only with clouds,
I have discovered that without rain,
that signifies pain,
you cannot live completely
and start again,
be happy with what God gave you
do not change, but always improve,
for if you go away from the real you,
it's yourself that you'd finally lose,
and when love comes in any form accept it,
when someone tries you,
prove yourself,
for when you stand up and you'd do it alone,
you'll realise there was no one else,
Thank God all throughout the way,
for love comes and there's a price to pay,
and remember that no matter what,
God will give you another sun,
for there are many people,
but for him you are just one,
look at the old ones holding hands,
and see the wrinkles of their smiles,
for they loved truly and they still do,
and I'd like to get older just loving you,
for I might become ugly and diseased,
but I shall never lose one word of yours,
you give my mechanical heart some grease,
you pump blood in it for it to survive,
for you love and your whole body,
I shall live and I shall strive,
for I know there might be many,
but there will never be anyone like me,
for I might get older by day,
but we will all, somehow do, finally,
and when the stars will stop shining,
I shall have the last and I will give it to you,
and you shall smile getting older,
and discover like me, that the real skies
aren't painted blue.

She fills my heart with very special things, with angels love & with wild imaginings, she fills my soul, and everywhere I go, she's always with me, with her beside who could be lonely...

Story of the day: The Professor and the student.

The following is an exchange between a student his professor on the existence of God:

Professor : You are a Christian, aren’t you, son ?
Student : Yes, sir.
Professor: So, you believe in God ?
Student : Absolutely, sir.
Professor : Is God good ?
Student : Sure.
Professor: Is God all powerful ?
Student : Yes.
Professor: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn’t. How is this God good then? Hmm?
(Student was silent.)
Professor: You can’t answer, can you ? Let’s start again, young fella. Is God good?
Student : Yes.
Professor: Is satan good ?
Student : No.
Professor: Where does satan come from ?
Student : From … God …
Professor: That’s right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?
Student : Yes.
Professor: Evil is everywhere, isn’t it ? And God did make everything. Correct?
Student : Yes.
Professor: So who created evil ?
(Student did not answer.)
Professor: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don’t they?
Student : Yes, sir.
Professor: So, who created them ?
(Student had no answer.)
Professor: Science says you have 5 Senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son, have you ever seen God?
Student : No, sir.
Professor: Tell us if you have ever heard your God?
Student : No , sir.
Professor: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?
Student : No, sir. I’m afraid I haven’t.
Professor: Yet you still believe in Him?
Student : Yes.
Professor : According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says your God doesn’t exist. What do you say to that, son?
Student : Nothing. I only have my faith.
Professor: Yes, faith. And that is the problem Science has.
Student : Professor, is there such a thing as heat?
Professor: Yes.
Student : And is there such a thing as cold?
Professor: Yes.
Student : No, sir. There isn’t.
(The lecture theater became very quiet with this turn of events.)
Student : Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don’t have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can’t go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.
(There was pin-drop silence in the lecture theater.)
Student : What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?
Professor: Yes. What is night if there isn’t darkness?
Student : You’re wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light. But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and its called darkness, isn’t it? In reality, darkness isn’t. If it is, well you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn’t you?
Professor: So what is the point you are making, young man ?
Student : Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.
Professor: Flawed ? Can you explain how?
Student : Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, Science can’t even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing.
Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?
Professor: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.
Student : Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?
(The Professor shook his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument was going.)
Student : Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor. Are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?
(The class was in uproar.)
Student : Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor’s brain?
(The class broke out into laughter. )
Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor’s brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established Rules of Empirical, Stable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?
(The room was silent. The Professor stared at the student, his face unfathomable.)
Professor: I guess you’ll have to take them on faith, son.
Student : That is it sir … Exactly ! The link between man & God is Faith. That is all that keeps things alive and moving.

The student was Albert Einstein.

You always become what is in you. Therefore make sure all that's in you is filled with love - Jack Vella

Love is not about controlling, love is about giving whereas the taking has to come by the one who loves you back - Jack Vella

sent from my iphone

As I made my steps towards the corridor, I could somehow feel that this was going to be the last time that I would walk up all the length of that corridor. It was past the visiting hours, and it was all so quiet. I could feel the deep yet lone breaths of several of the people that were there. All with a different story to tell me. All, with a history that spanned hundreds of decades. She was there as well. Right at the same spot that I left her earlier in the morning. She was breathing heavily, her lungs were fighting to make the most out of the air that there was in the room. It was room 21. The ward was the yellow one. Ward number 7. It all made more sense to me. Everything in there was somehow linked to my destiny.

I could remember the one time we went to the Wind's mouth in the northern part of the island of Malta. How could I ever forget that?

With the sun shining in her green eyes she looked at me. She looked so serene. It was the start of her sixth month of pregnancy. She grabbed a handful of soil and started playing with it. The cold January breeze was caressing our faces. It was also fighting with the soil, trying to blow it away from her hand.

"You know what?" she told me, "I feel abandoned. I feel that the world is collapsing on top of me. I feel abandoned. And if it wasn't for you, I would never feel the strength to keep on fighting. I've had enough". She paused and I could see the pain her words were causing her. "You know Luke" she said looking at me, "if you feel abandoned, walk away from who is making you feeling so".

An extract from the first book of a trilogy entitled "One year of love" out in the US at the end of September, that I am currently writing.

In love - all that is ugly becomes beautiful, all that is bad becomes good, all that was a nightmare before becomes a best lived fairytale. So if you need to show your love today, don't start tomorrow- Jack Vella

The No-one beside me when I speak to the stars.

How many sudden things have happened,
in the centuries before me,
as I have I lived in my life
as I was born to experience and see,
and as a new pope was elected,
and the sign is the smoke,
and after batman meets the joker,
to share a silly yet a serious joke,
as I plan my day-dreaming
stories of rivers, oceans and seas,
of those who want success,
yet they are still the wannabe's
of vast prairies without limits
and the history of the sky,
of the limited line of the unlimited,
stories of deserts, and the camel's cry,
and when I immerse myself in thoughts,
between splashes and winds,
and the the immensity of the sea,
is compared to our sins,
spreading the guilt and no freedom,
is embraced so forth and within,
and like a warm carress
that blesses my heart
and the white snow of Slovakia,
had us so much apart,
and as I see trees,
as I hear all God's heard human pleas,
I find myself hugging the silence,
of what is not so much norm,
cause I'd rather be prepared to face,
a yet another storm,
so I struggle with all my senses,
to keep myself so much alive,
as the silence beckons me,
and I slash it with the knife,
cause my silence brings me torment,
of what is in the tragic mind,
yet it brings the magic,
of what is true and one of a kind,
so I talk to the sweet great mountains
and vast spaces that are immense,
to help me live out my days,
to lift me up not to be that tense,
And returning to where once I belonged
to resume this life that sometimes is nothing but the valley of a tear,
of days that quarrel with centuries,
whom to stay and whom to clear,
It's not the life that I would have ever wanted
to desire to live, yet to embrace eternity,
it's not that dream cause we once dreamt together
and now you are not here with me,
so it brings down on me - so many tears
and yet I don't believe
because a dream is a dream, and without the real you,
the nothing's all I can ever achieve,
the only way for us is certainly to be together,
yet at the same time so much apart,
cause of a dying eye that is blinded,
and an arrow in my heart,
so tonight I promised myself that I will rediscover,
what was before you came,
when I didn't know so much the misery,
and when my life was just a game,
so life's thaught me, that not every smile is angelic,
cause sometimes the wolf's a sheep,
and even heaven might turn diabolic,
cause when I discussed with you,
I was planning my eternity,
and now my eternity's gone, cause I am looking to the sky,
and the real you is not here with me.

Even if faced by someone else's truth which in real is nothing but a lie, never succumb but do not retaliate for deep inside they know they are certainly wrong - Jack Vella

L-ikel tieghek kien itini l-hajja,
u bhala mahbub ma' gismek kont nitlajja,
ghalija gismek kien u ghadu l-isbah tempju,
u int b'imhabbtek ta' hajti x-xempju,
allura x'ser naghmel kull gurnata li tigi
w'lilek ma narax?
x'ser naghmel kif jigini aptitek,
u immissek ma nistax?
kien hemm forsi min kien kontrik,
jew sahansitra bil-qabda kontrija,
imma ghidli int,
l-aqwa mhux li jien nghix ghalik
w'li int tghix ghalija?
U ghidli x'jiswa li miggieled tkun,
kuljum
meta quddiemna hekk issa hemm l-isbah zmien,
ghax fid-dlam gejt int u dawaltli hajti,
int l-isbah fjura li qatt qtajt jien,
x'jiswa li ghal kelma zejda tinbghad,
u meta jigu s-sajjetti u r-raghad,
jiddispjacik ghal dak li ghadt,
ghalekk ejja hdejja,
hu jdejja,
u ghidli il-kliem li tant ilni ma nisma,
w'jekk jien xi darba smajt,
iddubitajt,
ittini t-tort?
Imma l-weghhat ghamluni b'sahhti
w'urewni li l-imhabba ma tmut qatt,
mhix hi bhal brama li tigdmek,
jew zokk fil-bahar li jimxi bl-imbatt,
l-imhabba hi bhal stilla dejjiema,
li ssaqfet u ssaffet fuq il-int u l-jiena,
ghalekk holl xuxtek,
u halliha ttir mar-rih,
ghaz iz-zmien ikrah ghadda,
w'issa gej iz-zmien is-sabih,
ftakar li fl-ilma mdardar xorta tara r-riflessjoni,
u hadt daqs tieghek ma' gabli dik l-emozzjoni,
Hudni mieghek matur il-milja taz-zmien,
w'ilqa din talbi,
ejja nixjiehu flimkien,
ghax il-granet il-bod minnek,
vera ghamluni bniedem frank,
imma gabuni bil-wisq fqir,
bhal sinjur ghani minghajr flus fil-bank,
w'ghalekk ejja hdejja, aqbadni mill-gdid,
ghax forsi xi drabi jien ma nurikx,
imma lilek ghal dejjem ser nibqa rrid.

Una stella cadente, un' altra nascente

Nascera una stella,
sara il ponte che riunira l'universo,
sara la magia che attaraversera il cuore,
perche lui sara cosi immenso,
sara lui quel' che non sono mai stato Io,
ma sara guidato ed' amera soltanto Dio,
sara lui il mio vero amore,
il mio birichino,
ed assomigliera molto,
avra anche i capelli di Gesu Bambino,
attraversera gli oceani,
e fara tutto cio,
aiutera gl'altri,
e per chi non ha,
fara quell' che puo,
sara soltanto Lui,
la magia unica dello sconosciuto,
e il primo figlio, il mio speciale
quel che desideravo, ed ho avuto,
Un anno fa cominciava l'avventura,
che mi portava dopo nove mesi a Lui,
ed e Lui, il mio pensiero maggiore,
il profondo cuore in cui,
mi immerso e non mi stancherei mai,
Chi sa quanto bella sara la sua voce,
ed i nemici vorrano fermarlo,
anche con qualche cosa cosi atroce,
ma Lui non cedera mai,
sara Lui la nostra cosa piu bella,
perche il dodici d'aprile per me,
e l'giorno in cui e nata la mia stella.

I could here the pigeons whispering beneath me, and I thought if it was because they had to fly over the valley of angels. It was such a mystery for me. I laid down on the bench and started thinking. Being alone sometimes has its own benefits. Underneat me and in the distance I could here the cows mooing. It had been so many times I when there, but I can still recall my first time with Eric, Guido from the Doctrine Society and the others. The road towards them was adorned with two caves, one bigger than the other. There was also a story about some damned spirits that guarded that road and had no intention of letting good souls pass by.

- Anyways, enough of that - I thought, maybe in another time, in another thought, I smiled thinking.

For us it was simply known as 'Top of the world' - and for various reasons. It simply was the most beautiful part of our village.

An extract from my book 'One year of love' out in the US in September 2012, rest of the world in December 2012.

He who upsets you doesn't deserve your time, your thoughts or your dedication - Jack Vella

Those tears running in your eyes


I can see the tears running in your eyes,
of a far distant cry, away from your all
away from our paradise,
away from the ones we truly loved,
cause it's hard to be accused
by the one that once loved you
it's hard to breathe the same air
as your son, your own blood but you can't see him,
I forgive you, I do forgive you,
I forgive all the words you said and what you did,
I forgive you because I want you to know what I am,
I know I said words that hurt you,
and you did likewise,
but who loves, who really loves,
tries to mend
not amend,
the mistakes did
or the deeds done,
for you can love women,
but you can truly love only one,
we chose to be apart,
to start,
our lives afresh,
but do not take it on him,
do not take it on me,
do not give all the guilt to me,
you can truly see,
that we both lied,
we both said the truth,
we both lashed our tongues,
we did not resist for the sake of our son,
resting in the mute,
I know people might turn against me,
but let it be not for what you might say,
for I have to pay for my deeds,
but God will see also you anyway,
believe me I am hurt,
mostly hurt because on my first father's day,
I had to stay away,
from what came from love,
what is blessed from above,
and now everyone seems that is splitting us in half,
trust your brain,
but always follow your heart,
for the days, months and all the years,
when we might survive each other,
or forever be apart,
cause when I love, I love with all me,
and one day you'll discover,
and on that very day, you will truly see.

love is really a metaphor.

Love till it hurts,
till you see heaven,
love till eternity
or like Jesus said,
seven for seventy seven,
love till the tears run dry
and your heart'll stop,
rejoice then, for your soul will fly,
till it sees God,
till it reaches the top,
for love always goes back home,
where it finally belongs,
true love doesn't need to chime,
doesn't need to long,
for when you miss with love,
your world you'd bend,
you'd put it first
and second to none,
for love is all,
love is one,
love keeps you ahead,
when you want to hide,
when you want to run,
when you love,
people will see it in your eyes,
for they will sparkle,
everything that's simple,
will make your happiness multiply,
will make it double,
for when love is there,
love cannot leave,
for if you love,
you can never decieve,
for love can move a mountain,
alongside with faith,
you'd always reason if there's love,
it will never be late,
in love you cant give,
or pretend to take,
you need to let go your worries,
you need to drain,
and you'd guaranteed to gain,
but nonetheless after some pain,
for love is the sun that shines,
or the moon that glows,
the earthquake that roars,
or the wind that blows,
for me love is everything,
and today it came knocking on your door,
for me love is a word and a deed,
love is really a metaphor.

So much I love you.




Did someone ever tell you I love you,
the way I can do?
the way I used to?
Did someone ever touch your hand and send shivers,
just by looking at you?
How much I miss these instances,
to touch you, hold you, 
sleep with you,
wake up with you,
live with you
and for you,
hear my soul speaking
my heart crying,
my body smiling,
cause you're so mine,
till the end of the last star shining,
till the far end of that very time,
cause the stars smile
every time you yawn,
you smile or cry,
ask yourself why,
I feel that the world is nothing without you,
without your love,
without your all,
I'm without my half,
everytime I try to imagine your voice
your blood courses into mine
and once again you came into my life,
when I was nothing,
when I was blind,
so give me your hand
and help me understand
that every tear I dropped,
was not in vain,
and nothing, no one will ever stop me from loving you,
never the same, never again,
and to hear me saying
the word I do,
I need to hear from your side,
while looking into my eyes,
So much I love you.

Release yourself from thoughts that worry you. That's when you learn how to be free - Jack Vella

Give yourself time - it's the best way to invest in life - Jack Vella

Love even if they stop loving you - Jack Vella

Sail away

As the tears are drying,
the pain is going,
the scars healing,
my soul resting,
I feel the need to ask you,
to sail away with me,
through the ways of destiny,
and fly up and away,
in a place that is not known,
so I tell you words that were never heard,
so you dance to the sound of my heart
and to the rhytym of the shooting stars,
to breathe like a Princess forever,
and till eternity,
you'd be my life's flower,
my endless dream,
my breath, my cry, my pain,
my support, my shoulder, my feet,
my destination,
cause you give me life,
transmit inspiration,
and I wonder that I'm now away,
Do you think of me,
If I leave you, do you want me to stay,
do you want me to whisper words of love?
Will you love me anyway?
So if you wanted me to show you my love,
without you I'd tell you can't live is that a proof?
If so come and be the peak of all that I do,
Together let us make history, on the world's roof,
I dont want to be for you Romeo or Valentino,
I want to be free in being just me,
for to love someone without conditions,
you can't really let love go, and just to be,
cause each day I reconfirm you're my blessing,
There'd come a day I'd officially call you mine,
but till then I wait to savour every moment,
and for that I have each minute till the end of time.

Kull darba li qaltli nhobbok

Timlili qalbi hi, b'imhabba kbira,
qatt wahdi ma' nhossni,
kif tista thossok wahdek meta ikun hemm hi magenbek?
Ghajnejha jixghelu kienu meta nhobbok hi kienet tghidli,
forsi anke meta qaltili b'lingwa ohra,
jien xorta fhimt,
ghax stajt qrajtha, smajtha,
'mma l-aqwa li ghedtili int,
u go qalbi llum naf,
li bhalek, hekk mhu ser ihobbni hadd,
pruvajt ngharbel ic-cirkustanzi,
pruvajt nwiezen dan il-fatt,
U llum meta bhalissa qed nimmagina,
subghaja twal,
jizzelqu fuq gismek b'imhabba,
fuq is-sufan mghannqin flimkien, fil-post li kien xi darba d-dar,
u qalbi timlili bil-hoss ta' kor angli,
w'ghal mumenti bhal dawn jien nghix w'inkun ferhan,
ghax hrabt minn dak kollu li beghdni minnek,
imma qalbi fik issib is-serhan,
It-tahbita ta'qalbek hija ritmu etern,
il-biki li bkejt jien jitfi n-nar ta' l-infern,
imma naf li ma stajtx nghix minghajrek, kif stajt?
Bil-fjura tax-xemx pinguta f'ghajnejk,
int l-isbah mara li jiena qatt rajt,
U nisthajjlek tghidli, w'titbissem,
bil-fatti Jack u mhux bil-kliem,
naf biss li nhobbok wisq,
u min jaf kemm ghad baqa minn dawn il-jiem.

Love without conditions, love without being convinced to do so, you just have to feel it in your heart. Love but never revolutionise your life for love, it might not be worth, cause you'd be running away from the real you - Jack Vella

If you love today with the intention of stopping tomorrow, then you'd be losing the fairytale in store for you the following day - Jack Vella