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To the ends of the earth,

To the seeds of spring produce summer,

And wither and die in the fall and ice in the winter.

Your lips forever cold and warm heart ever still,

I will,

I will,

Be with you still.

When the moon gives way to the sun,

And the sun gives way to clouds,

Then rain,

This rain,

that will never wain,

Until the sun,

this sun,

Shall stop the rain,

To kill my pain,

this pain of cold and still,

I will,

I will,

Be with you still.