Never mind their stares,
Never mind their nonsense whispers,
Let’s sing our song,
They complain because they don’t belong.
Enough with those stolen glances,
I have gathered my senses,
Our love may break the rules,
But aren’t rules for fools?
Let’s drown ourselves with this repressed love,
For this love is all we have,
Never mind their disappointed look, and
Let’s start writing our book.