Love is like a river the longest of life

Running deep and still in my solitude soul

How many mountains and valleys should it pass by

To find a right place to stay and to fill

Like the adventurers in a desert of despair

Seeking in vain for a never found well

I'd wind up a thousand miles

Just to embrace the reflection of an unknown smile

Ups and downs twists and swirls

The stories of my river are anything but special

Over marble white toes and moon shining faces

Every kiss withered with ripples of joy and tides of sorrow

Now it is running into you my darling

May it hereafter flow deep still and slow

Thus I'll perhaps sift out more lines of gold

Yet none of them could compare to you

My dear lonely boat