(Verse)
In the ruins where history sleeps,
Oooh, shadows softly fall.
Whispers of secrets the old stones keep,
Hidden from them all.

(Chorus)
Oooh, among the vines, we find our place,
Oooh, in ancient walls, we carve our trace.
Oooh, under moonlight's gentle grace,
In the ruins, love's embrace.