Unlike Bonnie and Clyde,
Our devils could dance together in sight
Unlike Jack and Sally,
We'll create nightmare on Christmas party
Unlike Orpheus and Eurydice,
Our yearning soul will never dies
Unlike Napoleon and Josephine,
We'll embrace each flaw on our skins

They might have loved so keen
But they all have their parting scene
Now, Darling, trust me this;
Our love is greater than they've ever been