When the moon and the ocean has ceased its dance,
When the great mountains crumble to plains,
When the sun has shone its last night,
The stars have been cast from the sky,
When the last of our kind has trodden this earth,
When nothing but my ashes remain,
And my soul seeks rebirth,
I will still love you.
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