Let us lip-sync our lovely lyric,
to a rhythmic flamenco music.
Its always been divine,
whenever, we sang in sync.
with your mood swinging haywire,
i am unable to tune, the wire.
oh! my darling. tonight,
show concern to our art.
by being slow and steady,
we will find divine ecstasy.
my guitars fret is full of sentiment,
I but fret at your temperament.