Passion forever fancies
Songs of rapture caressing me now
Two hearts winning fast
Affection and caring carrying true love.
Laughter weaving pictures past
Butterflies dancing on glass
The world cries, we must cry
You must stop all this cry.
Hearts encased in golden shrine
Closing and opening rapidily rhymes
The world cries, we must now really drown
The world agonizes and later on... dies.