Past the alps,
born there was a girl.
Fate chose her parents divorce,
so past the alps she went,
and actress she became.

Met she there a player of tennis,
work hard he did.
For fate too chose divorce,
upon his parents.
So work harder he did.

From beyond the sea,
there came a boy.
There he loved,
loved he was not in return.
So a poet he became.

The girl ruled the red carpet,
the player ruled the court;
and the broken boy ruled minds with words simple.