A beautifully crafted architecture
With designs and intricacy
In every curve and edge,
Mesmerising souls that pass by,
Oh, not one, Deux.

Innocent lads often visited the vistas
To play in heaven there
Submerged in freedom of righteousness,
Lost from ambiguity,
Oh, and not one, Deux.

Each way across seemed more dearer
Alike a self-crafted marvel piece
Slowly cleaved with not a speck of dust,
With richness of care and royale,
Oh, not only one, Deux.

The lads appeared to gaze the...