My love, my love is an ocean's roar, so strong, so strong that I can't let you go
My love for you is an ocean's roar
it's grown so strong that I can't let you go
That's why my love, my love is an ocean's roar
My love is longer than forever
and endless as the march of time
Till ninety-nine years after never
in my heart you'll still be mine
Because my love, my love is a deep blue sea
so deep, so deep that i'll never be free
My love for you is a deep blue sea
it's grown so strong that i'll never be free
That's why my love, my love is a deep blue sea
"To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world..."
"I am beginning to understand," said the little prince. "There is a flower... I think that she has tamed me..."
"It is possible," said the fox. "On the earth one sees all sorts of things."
"Oh, but this is not on the earth!" said the little prince.
The fox seemed perplexed, and very curious.
"On another planet?"
"Yes"
"Are there hunters on that planet?"
"No"
"Ah, that is interesting! Are there chickens?"
"No"
"Nothing is perfect,"sighed the fox
But he came back to his idea.
"My life is very monotonous,"he said."I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the colour of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back to the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat..."
The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time.
"Please- tame me!" he said.
