Fear not, my most beloved,
the city keeps our liaison secure.
The old stones have engraved
our names in their fiery hearts,
the greyish river remembers
to keep our scent in its waters
We somehow will always live
in the travelling breeze of Time,
In the old decayed doorways
where we kissed defying Fate
and every treasured second
will shine softly for all lovers
even in the darkest of nights.
