Your love is like galloping hooves of strong horses,
And your love is like a wealthy nation that dwells at ease;
But i will show you the way to Zion,
So be at rest with your youth.
Be like the rose on the grave stone and,
Be like the wine that has settled on its dregs;
For i am Silverstern and,
I am like a jumper in the wilderness of love!
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