I shake it off like the rain on a tin roof,

doubt tries to cling but I slip through its grip.

Bow sings, heart swings, up on a tightrope—

I spin, let the sting fall off my fingertips.

They whisper “too soft,” they hammer “too wild,”

I answer with fire, six-stringed and undefiled.

Every scratch, every scar, every broken refrain

sparks gold in the dark, becomes my champagne.

So watch me laugh, watch me rise, watch me soar,

I’m still dancing, still dreaming, still wanting it more.

Where is the love when the city lights fade?

Street violins cry under neon rain.

I search every face, hear footsteps in vain—

your echo’s a ghost in the alleyway.

Where is the love that we swore wouldn’t break?

It’s lost in the tremble of every note I play.

If heartstrings can mend, let this melody sew

the night back to dawn, the me back to you.

Because of you, the night learns to burn,

streetlight blossoms into sunrise at my feet;

my broken tempo finds your pulse—

we spin, two vinyl grooves colliding mid-air.

You hum the storm quiet,

paint cobalt prayers on my ribs;

even my shadow sings louder,

echoing your name in neon italics.

Because of you, tomorrow keeps a promise,

and every heartbeat is a chorus that never fades.

帆影劃破暮色的金，

他站在風與浪的交界，

把咆哮的深淵踩成節(jié)拍；

羅盤碎成星屑，

他仍用笑聲導航，

讓每一次鼓點

都是自由在胸口點燃的火把。

聽——提琴的弓是閃電，

劈開宿命的鎖鏈；

他只要 horizon 的盡頭，

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See you again, beneath the amber sky,

Streetlights flicker like the notes we used to play.

Your laughter hides inside the violin,

Every tear becomes a melody that stays.

Though miles grow long and nights forget your name,

I still chase the echo of your refrain.

When the final chord fades into the wind,

I’ll close my eyes and see you again.