Our love, applauded by Apollo,
so is our devotion.
Our dreams and vision won't show
as long as they don't realise our emotion.
We shall not bow,
though they don't accept the motion.
Cause you deserve more than this, I vow.
Whatever be the wicked notion,
be it a battleground or inferno,
however monstrous be the commotion,
I trust, our love will grow and glow,
ensuing our hearts, the calm of the ocean.