What sorrow comes that lasts until morrow?
What madness speaks that love is bleak?
What chains take hold that no one’s bold?
‘The truth is strong,’ goes our song
Love’s not frail-it will prevail
The day will come when all will hail-‘We are one!’
What sorrow comes that lasts until morrow?
What madness speaks that love is bleak?
What chains take hold that no one’s bold?
‘The truth is strong,’ goes our song
Love’s not frail-it will prevail
The day will come when all will hail-‘We are one!’
