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| painting by G. Mucha |
That ultimately in fall expires.
No, that’s Burns’ s love not mine,
For mine above time and eras.
My love like the blue, wide sky,
That never fades, never dies.
My love like the sun and the fire,
Always young, never lays.
And though my love is only one,
It shines more than a thousand sun.
And though my heart is very small,
My love is bigger than heaven.
My love like your splendid smile,
Make life worth living .
My love like your charming eyes,
Never loses its glowing .
