In the heart of Paris, where laughter flows,
Two souls unite as the Seine gently glows.
Cafés echo with tales of dreams and delight,
Friendship blooms under the soft moonlight.

Chasing sunsets on cobblestone streets,
With every step, our bond repeats.
In art and music, our stories blend,
A timeless connection, no need to pretend.

Through seasons of sun, and soft winter rain,
We share our joys, and even our pain.
In the shadow of Notre Dame’s grace,
Our friendship finds its sacred place.

So let us wander, hand in hand,
In this enchanting French land.
For in each moment, pure and true,
I find the world, dear friend, in you.