Neither this moon'll be there--- Nor the stars'll remain, But I will be for ever yours--- Sight was searching for you Then sought you--- Neither this moon'll be there, Nor the stars'll remain--- With flowers of desire, I've dressed up the brim--- In eyes I 've settled, The meads of aspire--- By your beam, Is the blues and rhythm of my *****-- Neither this moon'll be there, Nor the stars'll remain--- You don't know, How much I love you--- Every hour I want to hug you, My rock dove--- Neither the moon' ll be there, Nor the stars'll remaim----