His love is hers, forever and alone
Oh cherished lady, beacon in the night.
Hearts enraptured in the streets of Bastogne
in the remnants of a most heroic fight.
Mortar blasts, mark Armageddon�s way,
romantic notions fuel the static air
A nation�s future lies in disarray
Two hearts begin a torrid love affair.
Cobblestones are painted wet with crimson
passions stir, with a solitary glance.
A tyrants bloody onslaught has begun
The seeds of war spawn passionate romance.