Golden dunes rise under burning sky

Ancient whispers call me passing by

Caravan of dreams on silk and sand

Mysteries of east in moonlight grand

Saffron winds through minarets fly

Where the desert meets the endless night

I follow stars that Persians knew

Through gardens where the roses grew

To Isfahan, to Persepolis old

A thousand tales in spice and gold

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In the silence, I can hear it calling

Through the static, through the walls

Every shadow holds a meaning

Every heartbeat, every fall

Eyes wide open in the dark now

Seeing clear for the first time

All the beauty in the breaking

All the rhythm, all the rhyme

Let the light come rushing in now

Through the cracks where I was torn

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鏡面泛著微光

倒映我未寄出的模樣

指尖觸到冰涼

漣漪把舊日悄悄拉長

你名字的回聲

在凌晨四點輕輕碰撞

我試著閉上眼

卻聽見心跳更響

若倒影能說謊

為何眉間仍落滿你的霜

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After the storm, the hush falls like velvet,

rain-washed steel towers hum low.

I walk the cracked boulevard where neon once burned,

every puddle holding a ghost of the sky.

Your name drifts in the tire-spray mist,

a silver syllable I still breathe.

Let the sirens fade, let the power lines sleep;

I’ll guard this fragile dawn in my chest

until the city’s iron heart learns to beat slow again.

In the hush between heartbeats, I heard You breathe,

a tide of mercy pulling me homeward through the dark.

Your whisper stitches the torn night with gold,

every scar a hidden road back to the fire of Your gaze.

I was orphan dust; You named me beloved son,

lifted me high enough to see eternity’s dawn.

Now mercy drums inside my ribs—

Father, let it echo, let it echo, until every lost road remembers the way to Love.

銀河在指尖旋轉(zhuǎn)，

心跳與脈沖并肩，

Astronomia 的低語掠過耳畔，

是你名字的余電。

光年之外，引力仍牽，

黑夜因你有了弦，

當(dāng)合成器擁抱星辰殘片，

我墜入無盡循環(huán)的永遠(yuǎn)。