Till the moon deserts the sky,
Till all the seas run dry
Till then I'll wor - ship you.
Till the tropic sun grows cold,
Till this young world grows old,
My darling, I'll a - dore you.
You are my reason to live;
All I own I would give
Just to have you a - dore me.
Till the rivers flow upstream,
Till lovers cease to dream,
Till then I'm yours, be mine.