Through countless years your beauty I've desired
  (The child I never was and never bore).
Your compassion and strength I have admired;
  Your emotion touched my soul to the core.

And I still hold hope of your tender touch
  But remember the words that mark me moved;
Those who don't love easily love too much
  And those who love too much aren't ever loved.

     Only now are we one, as we sail south,
     With a sea of souls,from the Tiber's mouth.