Take the finest wine in all the land,
Pour it out on burning sands,
To raise up the rarest desert rose divine,
Teach the golden moon to glow
Brighter still on earth below,
They will never match my Jipsy Valentine.

Let pagan gods be given charge
Over heaven's shining stars,
Have them twinkle 'til they all fall dim and die.
The oasis of her eyes
Makes a mirage of the skies...
They disappear near my Jipsy Valentine.

Make all the sirens on the shore,
And any muse of ancient lore,
Try their hand at the heartstrings of mankind.
Voices crack in the refrain,
Inspiration fades away, 
They're just jealous of my Jipsy Valentine.

Unentwine the statue vine,
A Pygmalion design
Is revealed like the dearest of lovers' lies.
But fall down on your knees,
Prepare your minde to perceive
The perfect form of my Jipsy Valentine.

Beg the Tree of Knowledge dare to bloom
More its fair forbidden fruit,
Wring the nectar down in currents serpentine.
Through the roots grow up from Hell,
Sip it from the Holy Grail.
No sin is sweeter than my Jipsy Valentine.