My Love
My love is as steep as the mountain.
My love is as fine as the sea.
My love is a sweet mountain fountain.
Oh, salt water, fathom, and see.
Mercy, mercy, never was rescue too late.
Mercy, mercy, harbour is also a gate.
My love has gone wild as creative.
My love has a thing she will do.
My love acts as ship with a motive.
Oh, salt water, fathom, and see.
Mercy, mercy, never was rescue too late.
Mercy, mercy, harbour is also a gate.
My love will be somewhat attentive.
My love will not glorify me.
My love seems to be my substantive.
Oh, salt water, fathom, and see.
Mercy, mercy, never was rescue too late.
Mercy, mercy, harbour is also a gate.
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