Ciao Rome, you were a splendid dream.
Au revoir Paris, you were like an autumn kiss.
Adios Barcelona, your crevices were filled
with the scent of cayenne pepper.
La revedere Bucharest, may your skies be filled with summer love.
Antio sas Athens, your temples are magnificent.

Those gloomy grey skies
and misty landscapes.

The sound of the wind
whispering in our ears.

The crunch of the leaves,
and the colours of fun.

Those were the days,
that I longed for the most.

You gave me all of the colours of love,
let us get lost somewhere
where time stops forever.

I find beauty in the most macabre places.

They say that the eyes are the window
to our souls.

If that were true, then you would
still be laying next to me at my
bedside.

He looked at me in French...
with those sultry eyes
and pouty lips.

He was a villain I tell you
a curse!

With poets' sinew, the dream I have will be
played like a harp until I wake.

Until the time comes
I hope one day...
the elixir that remains
in my mouth will last
until death comes.