Tallinn

Oleviste Kirik

The sun shines straight above,
In perfect symmetry she stands below,
In conversations of love they seem to be,
The news of the world's, in silence exchanged.

Up from the spire and down by the rays,
Such is the beauty that lays cover over Tallinn,
As nature speaks, i am powerless to listen,
The sea, i can hear call for conversation,

While this conversation I forsee stupefies me,
Together, yet separate, as one they speak,
The sun, sea and rising spire,
All together as lovers do exist.