Firenze

Mirror under a bridge of houses

A street full of diamonds, Angels walk the earth

The days expire, the nights last for as long as they can

Clinging to the delight

Of a city at night

Dancing in the street light

A sorrowful song

So beautiful as clouds passing the crescent moon

Her song dances on the walls of the divine Duomo

Gypsies gather like rats around food

Stray dogs strut and limp in the alleys

Kings of the city

Their eyes ever watching

Finding the cities hiding places, and learning her secrets