If heaven and earth should mingle, and the ocean should run dry;
If trees and flowers should wither, my love should never die;
The sun may forget to shine, the moon may forget to glow;
But my love for you shall never fade, no;
If you should go, if our earth should part;
In heaven's gate, I shall scream out my heart;
"Come out, come out!"
And in that moment, you'll know that my love for you never ends, it sprout
Nov 29, 2025
Nov 29, 2025 at 1:33 PM UTC
If heaven and earth should mingle, and the ocean should run dry;
If trees and flowers should wither, my love should never die;
The sun may forget to shine, the moon may forget to glow;
But my love for you shall never fade, no;
If you should go, if our earth should part;
In heaven's gate, I shall scream out my heart;
"Come out, come out!"
And in that moment, you'll know that my love for you never ends, it sprout
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