Till the moon deserts the sky
Till the all the seas run dry
Till then I'll always love you
Till the tropic sun grows cold
Till this young world grows old
My Felix, I'll adore you
You were one of my reasons to live
All I own I would give
Just to have you once again beside me
Till the rivers flow upstream
Till lovers cease to dream
Till then I'll sadly miss you, be fine
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