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.