I’ll be waiting for you, always and evermore,
Might it even portend standing before death’s door.
Whether be day or night and skies clear or tempest,
Not bending nor breaking but enduring fate’s test,
Oh, for you my precious, all I will sacrifice;
Any effort or pain I would gladly bear twice
Whether it would yield fruit or simply be useless
Because my love for you is ever so boundless.