from the marriage of our hearts

to each stride carried and breath

in my youth and in my old days

shall i love you even in death

in life's prose and heaven's ryhme

i shall love you until the end of time.

from when the needle weeped a white tear

as i wove you unto my soul

and through each happy moment

or in mortal's turbulent skyfall

my words and deeds will ryhme

to relish you until the end of time

and when i shall hardly see

when snow will sprout in your hair

you'll be my beautiful from horizon

to horizon- God's creation that's fair

and our golden heartbeats will ryhme

most of all, as always until the end of time.