The Capitol of Romance

I sing the great joy of singing you, The great joy of having or not having you, The frankness of waiting for you, the innocence of knowing you, You who erase all oblivion, hope, and ignorance,
Who erases absence and brings me into the world.
I sing for the sake of singing, I love you for singing
The mystery where love creates me and sets itself free.

-- Paul Eluard