Look at shooting stars falling with fast ignition
Feel the night's allure, I can hear your call
All the secret dreams of love and joyful wishes
Given by the night to an eager soul
Let's take them all
And subtle whisper will grow to a yell
Our nights of love will not have the end
But everlasting is the shortest spell
When love holds our hearts right in its hand
Mild and tender sun gifts a bit of sunlight
Warming up the bosom capable for love
What we're living for? The answer isn't outright
And you don't have love there is no light above
And then your life is off
You're looking fondly at the beloved face
Belonging to your mother or your dad
But everlasting could end up it's race
And by design of God, they will be dead!
We're looking with greed at the beloved face
Love is salvation from the dreadful end
But everlasting will end up it's race
And by design of God, we'll all be dead!
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