This is my tramslation of the essay. Correct my mistakes, please!

What is love? Perhaps from the very appearance of mankind people have been trying to find an answer to this rhetorical question. Love can be described in many ways. It's a feeling that brings either happiness and pain, that gives you wings to fly and drops you down, that is both mutual and unrequited. But despite all these contradictions the one thing is clear: love is beautiful in all its manifestations.
When a human loves their heart sings and their soul longs to get out of chest. Is it possible to hurt someone in such a state? The answer is definite: NO. Love is a creator that ennobles everything around it. Writers and poets write their best works under the impression of this feeling, artists create splendid pictures and simple people just try to make our life a little bit better adding good in their every action. Isn't it a magic? What else is able to influence on a person in such a positive way? Only love.
Of course it's not easy to find it in this swift world where material welfaire is appreciated undeservedly high and feelings withdraw behind it. But anyway each of us can feel the life-giving force of love at least once. We just have to look around and let its wonderful impulses in your heart.
Many people are sure it's impossible to live without love. It adds colours in our existance indeed, multiplying the good and protecting us from the bad. Namely force of love is the sourse of all the noble, pure, unselfish things on Earth!