Clouds for you, I'll ask to cry
Darkness for you, I'll command to fly
Mountains on their knees, down
For the sun, I'll rent a gown
With the sky, I'll adorn your path
The stars for you to grace your hat
The moon for you with my hand, I'll grab
As I wait for you with the cool breeze come in a cab
For you the sands of water, I'll bring from deep
ocean
And fire flies to you they'll give my love-confession
With the whistling air will I ask the beetles to play
And the green lush vegetation will I ask mother
nature to lay
All within my power will I bring for you
My love; all for you
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