The colour of love

What colour has the love if it 's existing ?
I 'm asking you in every day , again...
Because I couldn 't find where's my silence
I 'm going now alone with my train ...

Please , open me a way with many flowers
And cover all my body with jasmine
Just close your eyes and keep in your mind
Only my voice which is calling you in dream

You came in my life just like a stranger
And now , we are together in my train
What colour has the love if it 's existing ?
I 'm asking you ... please , answer me again ...

Mariana Kabbout