Summer Night

In the summer evening
On your Sixteenth birthday
We got a matching tattoo.
Getting drunk from the 29 Streets;
Climb to the hill
And talk about us
Under the spotlight.

The summer air,
Defining the scent of yours.
The moon is jealous of us
The way we shine in dark,
'Your love is written'
Whispered the stars:
Freed our souls in the sky.