I have no other option Than to smile at your mind’s adoption. Of what value is joy that leaves in haste? Of sweet honey that gives a bitter residual taste? Just know dear lady, I lose nothing The thoughts of you shall soon be forgotten. I have no tears to shed Than to smile that our romance is dead. Of what use is fake love Of piercing nails hidden under the glove? Just know dear lady, I lose nothing I shall smile soon of a true love begotten. I have this good bye song to sing Than to wait for a joy you’ll never bring. Of what use is popcorn love to man? Of a monstrous head hidden under a turban? Just know dear lady, I lose nothing Because the feelings I have for you are now rotten.