When I'll love her.
When the winds beat gently on the valley
When they come down and gently wave the sea
When their gentle breeze swing the giant tree
When the first dew cries on the vast valley.
When the golden sun smiles on golden sands
When the gentle chirrups grow wild and sweet
When the fleeting tick tacks and the birds' tweet
When the sea surges through torrents' waving hands.
When the sun is yellow and weak to shine
When the tree blows in billow'ng gentle breeze
When the sun kisses the moon and the day freeze'
When the shimmering light of sublime shine.
When the light'ning stars dance across the sky
When the day is dead as a doorknob, dawn
knocks the door of the earth and when its dawn-
My love will still ride along with the sky.
And I'll love her from sunset to sunset
Ev'n if birds tweet in gloomy melody
Ev'n if it's a graceful sore melody
Love, tell her I'll love her when each sun set'.
"words from the innocent mind"