I'll come to you

Before the rain ceases to fall
and the sun forgets its track;
Before life sends me to its doom
and death embraces me with its fangs
I'll come to you.

Before the flowers wilts
and the streams dry up;
before clouds turn black
and the birds stop singing
I'll come to you.

Before the wind halts in its path
and the deserts starts having rains;
before the oceans dry up
and the sky hangs upside down
I'll come to you.

Before the world ends
my wish should reach its bends.