Love is such a mysterious thing,
it comes and goes, but always is.
Like a blooming flower in the spring
it waits, it dances and it sings.
Sometimes it faces sorrow and pain
like a living substance in the rain.
With divine power it delights to live
in hearts of those who long to give.
Hugi notar vefkökur til að bæta notendaupplifun á vefsíðunni og greina umferð um hana.
Einnig hefur Hugi uppfært persónuverndarstefnu sína.