Ballad

When the rainbows fade
When day lost its glory,
When the stars left our loving moon,
It will remain me and you,
We will lick honey from the moon,
When the moon’s bees,  the stars
Secrete their juice, it will remain me and you
When the mountains roll over our bridge,
When the thunders threatens,
When the sea’s temper rages
When the rain beat our helpless bodies
When it remains only me and you,
Our hearts will save us.
Love will lull us
We can bear them all,
If we are not quaked…