No finery in the world can appease me
No gold can hold my attention
No wealth can seduce me
I work against any pretension.
It is you who gets my heart
In the world filled with people falling apart
I will trade my comfort for your company,
altering my own destiny.
I want to kiss you under the night sky
hold your hand and never say goodbye
Till we grow toothless and frail
Standing strong through storm and hail