In the quiet streets where shadows lay,
A French soul whispers in gentle sway.
Through cobblestone paths of time’s embrace,
A tender farewell in a tranquil place.

The echoes of laughter in Parisian air,
Now softly rest, beyond worldly care.
A melody fades in the twilight’s hue,
Yet love remains, eternally true.

Beneath the Eiffel’s watchful gaze,
Dreams once danced in a vibrant blaze.
Now softly they settle, like autumn leaves,
In whispered tales, a heart believes.

As stars awaken in the velvet night,
A gentle soul takes its final flight.
In memories cherished, forever bright,
A French spirit finds its eternal light.