Anniversaire
F. Sonata
Dear, you’ve gone for now.I’m left up herewith songs and photographs;magic souvenirs.There the chandeliersgo dark for you.Patrons in their best;entrances on cue.But does it all make nothing of us?‘Cause here the curtains closeon you, you see.Roses on the floor;cheers from only me.Views are fine indeedfrom balconies,but wouldn’t it be grandif we were Old Paris?Les lumières sont lumineuses quand personne n'est autour.I will not forgetthat moonlit flightto our castle in the air.
From Letras Mania