You must know what they say about you
You have lost your mind
You are immoral
You are a heretic and worthy of death
I don't know if these things are true.
But they say these things about me as well, you see
And about everyone who has ever truly found Love.
Najat says, Be easy
It's jealousy that causes them to gossip
Those envious wags
aren't half as mad or wonton or heathen as we are
Not in their wildest dreams