Hearts of gold, melting together.
Love so strong, so strong as death.
The heart grows hot, hot, hot and cold… then hot
Love so strong, so strong as death
Cold it becomes, when nothing no more excites
Love so strong, but no more exciting
Flames quenched, no way to stoke them
Love no more exciting, no strength
Hearts dull, disintegrated, separated.
Love apart, sadness and dead in heart
Seem likes the gold just turned to bile.