Love, fallen I have into a well of water.
When the Sun shines above, never enough it seems for Days to end.
Yet Love of a heart flow along in the wind, felt by the world.
She for Love that I have in the heart, when the Moon rise then the night is cold.
A beautiful heart dream comes as it, for I am not blinded to seen have.
On top of the world perhaps is what it feels, when glorious Love is sung with joy.
In my warmth Loving hug shall She be, as a precious diamond kept well kept is.
Thundering storms roams the Earth, neither all could tear Love apart.
Separation neither both faces when the Heart one become has.
True Love or Love, where Love is in Love.
By Jack Ho
When the Sun shines above, never enough it seems for Days to end.
Yet Love of a heart flow along in the wind, felt by the world.
She for Love that I have in the heart, when the Moon rise then the night is cold.
A beautiful heart dream comes as it, for I am not blinded to seen have.
On top of the world perhaps is what it feels, when glorious Love is sung with joy.
In my warmth Loving hug shall She be, as a precious diamond kept well kept is.
Thundering storms roams the Earth, neither all could tear Love apart.
Separation neither both faces when the Heart one become has.
True Love or Love, where Love is in Love.
By Jack Ho
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