In the fields where steel meets the sky,
Where warriors tread and memories lie,
Love blooms amidst the roaring tanks,
Bound by armor, yet soft hearts to thank.

Beneath the iron, in the heart of war,
A tender touch that feels so far,
The echoes of a lover’s plea,
Carried by the winds, through the debris.

In the shadows of the battlefield,
Where courage and love must never yield,
Two souls entwined, fierce and bright,
Their love a beacon in the night.

As cannons roar and battles rage,
Their love story turns another page,
For even in the direst plight,
Love’s gentle touch proves its might.