In Bordeaux's lanes, a sweet refrain, a dance
Canelé's fame, in the flame, a chance
Crispy shell, a caramel well, a glance
In the bite, a light, romance
Canelé cadence, in the oven's prance
A sweet essence, in every stance
Rum and vanilla, in a trance
In the cadence cadence, we advance
Soft and tender, a sender, of dreams
In every mender, it seems, beams
A flavor bender, in streams, teems
Canelé, Canelé cadence, we advance
Soft the night whispers, in the canelé's crisp delight
In dreams, it lingers, in the moonlight
Till the dawn's fingers, bring the morning light
In the canelé cadence, our hearts ignite