Beneath the Paris sky, you rise so grand,
A steel-clad lady, a wonder hand-made,
Your silhouette etched against the twilight,
An emblem of dreams, where hearts cascade.
With every gust of wind, you softly sway,
A dance of elegance, a timeless ballet,
Each rivet and beam, a story to tell,
Of those who dared dream, and built you so well.
From your heights, the city unfolds below,
The winding Seine, with its gentle flow,
The whispers of history in every street,
In the glow of your lights, love's moments repeat.
Oh, how lovers linger in your embrace,
With promises kissed beneath your grace,
Hand in hand, they climb, hearts set aglow,
In the shadow of passion, where sweet memories grow.
You’ve witnessed the laughter, the tears, the strife,
In the heart of Paris, you breathe with life,
The echoes of artists, the dreams of the brave,
In your lattice of iron, their spirits engrave.
Through seasons you stand, in sun and in rain,
A beacon of hope, a harbor for pain,
The world comes to marvel, to gaze in delight,
At the magic you weave in the canvas of night.
The stars seem to twinkle, just for you,
A celestial audience, a shimmering view,
As the moonlight caresses your storied frame,
Each flicker of light, a whisper of fame.
From the days of the past, when you first stood tall,
To whispers of futures, you welcome them all,
A monument steadfast, through each fleeting hour,
A symbol of love, the mighty Eiffel Tower.
In the heart of the city, where dreams intertwine,
Your presence a promise, a tale so divine,
As the world spins around, you remain ever still,
A guardian of moments, a testament of will.
Across the ages, through laughter and tears,
You hold the secrets of countless years,
In the essence of Paris, forever you'll reign,
A testament to love, to beauty, to pain.
So here’s to you, lady of the night,
In your arms, the world finds its light,
With each glance we cast, our hearts you empower,
Forever we cherish you, the Eiffel Tower.