The world keeps turning under hurried feet
Trains depart from dim and crowded halls
Names fade out on flickering screens
Voices drown beneath the market calls
Yet in all this restless changing air
Your quiet gaze remains my only prayer
Many streets invite a wandering mind
Neon rivers tempt a drifting soul
Every crossroads whispers new escape
Promises without a lasting role
Still my steps remember how you breathe
Like roots that cling beneath each falling leaf
We might stand in two distant cities’rain
Carry cares that never learned your name
Yet each twilight leans toward one thought
Drawn to where your tender echo came
Within each horizon that my eyes can trace
You bloom in every unforgotten place
Let the ages fold like worn-out maps
Let the sky invent a thousand skies
Through collapse of towers change of flags
Through the hush behind the last goodbye
One vow remains beneath the turning earth:
Not to lose your hand for a second birth