My love for thee I can not express,
For my great great heart thou couldst only guess;
Greatness of all seas shall be no more than tears,
Pleased to fill my spell, but in greatness disappears.
Trough oceans I shall swim, trough deserts I shall creep,
There shall be no force keepin' my love away from thee.
When at end of days, heavenly spirits rise,
It wouldn't affection me more than thy great deep eyes.
My love shall be mightier, have faith in me,
Join me in my flight, together we'll fly free.
Even the storm that conquers love and raises hell,
Will be nothing more than a breeze in my spell.
There shall be no other way then adorin' thee,
But why, my precious, art thou kept from me,
Like a shore never reached?