Can you accept, my love,   regression to older ways,   more passionate days?        To fall into a swoon of love   and lose the world through the haze?        To a time when romance was a pink hue,    searching for souls on earth's winds?        To a place where heroes forgot time and distance   to reach their maiden?        Let us go there, my love:   Please, take my hand, it longs to bring you,   and follow my heart, it longs to show you.