Lletres: Nancy Sinatra. Nancy In London. End.

At the end of the rainbow, you'll find a pot of gold
At the end of a story, you'll find it's all been told
But our love has a treasure, our hearts can always spend
And it has a story without any end

At the end of a river the water stops it's flow
At the end of a highway there's no place you can go
But just tell me, you love me and you are only mine
And our love will go on till the end of time

At the end of a river the water stops it's flow
At the end of a highway there's no place you can go
But just tell me, you love me and you are only mine
And our love will go on till the end of time

Till the end of time