In the hush between heartbeats we drift,

silver trails of breath on midnight glass.

Your voice, a lantern swung across inner space,

paints constellations where no stars ever passed.

We are echo and answer, weightless, unbound,

turning memory into auroras that never touch ground.

Hold this moment—liquid, slow, infinite—

let it bloom, let it break, let it glow.

When the city lights fade, we’re still swaying,

a reverie no dawn can take.

霓虹像潮水漫過瞳孔，

我踩著鼓點把夜色翻涌；

心跳在副歌里加速升空，

每一次呼吸都閃著霓虹。

副歌高懸在云層之外，

夢想的火焰比街燈更澎湃；

讓節(jié)拍替我撕開陰霾，

我站在浪潮之巔，

Right above it——

俯瞰所有未來。