How can you tell the sun not to shine, when clouds exist. How can you ask leaves not to fall when wind exists. How can you tell me not to fall in love when you exist.
All love at first, like generous wine,
Ferments and frets until ‘tis fine;
But when ‘tis settled on the lee,
And from th’ impurer matter free,
Become the richer still the older,
And proves the pleasanter the colder.
In all the years
we''ve been together,
loving one another,
I vow from my heart
that there has never
been another.
On the very day we met,
I gave my heart to you,
and I promise that
as long as I live,
I will love you!
