1. There is no love but where it dwells, and I see
No home for me but where it stands and stays.

2. My home is where at night it hides away,
No matter how remote, my love is free.

3. When earth contains us both, the world we see
For moments blessed, for days and nights displays

4. A fullness. North and South their rule obeys
My heart's command, and brings my mind peace.

5. They're two keepers of my troth, which rarely
Are kept intact by time. And when I weep

6. It's from the fear our love is fantasy.
Perhaps in grief the buds yet closed I steep

7. Before the parting comes to sever me.