oh! My love
put your hand in mine
we will discover a wealth mine
we will be rich
and gain every wish
i know the winds blew up
disturbing all things
the ship sinks
if we follow sail against winds
the clouds appear
making the universe dark
we will convert our black
luck
into good and sweet
if we follow our lights
gain from hearts
the poor will be at land
preventing any plant
we will plant
it will be green
if we plant tree
of love which is free
the Satan will appear
announcing war at angels
it will stay
if we we only obey
the lover which is clear
love is the tree of honest, faith , believe