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.