Love dies if it's a guise of lust.
If it hides vice, it will get rust,
If it contains the sons of ill
Soon they will get out from that heel
And eat love that looks great and steel,
But love that from the heart does spring
That is God's son and human's star
Forever will move us so far
Where this love's born,
my dear Jing Jing.
Love dies if it s a guise of lust
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