The veto in my lord made my sin rise,
unless the power thought me otherwise.
In strength I kept my promise to behold you by my side,
with lies we become wise, until proven otherwise.
Find me the time to share our love for the highs!
let’s become one, “you said”,
Fly away with me for the rising winter all along.
let me keep you warm in my arms.
And I shall proof you wrong,
“you said” let’s not prolong!
Never shall we disease our love,
nonetheless we lost our true,
Youthful truelove, my mourning dove!