Ich und mein Pony, Sein Name ist Johnny, Wir reiten Richtung Sonnenuntergang...
flowers in spring, the robins that sings, the sunbeams that shine, they're yours and their mine
love can come to everyone, best things in life they're free. moon belongs to everyone, the best things in life they're free, stars belong to everyone, they glitter there for you and for me, they are yours and me
"Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no, it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand’ring bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken."