Even with you here at night,
I’m lost in the depths of darkness.
No light to be seen—only the curse of pain,
as sorrow weaves its web of solitude.
Ecstasy rides the fresh-rain breeze,
yet far away a tunnel of nostalgia beckons.
My soul is snared by the monster of loneliness.
The sun rises, banishing the night,
yet my soul stays shrouded in confusion.
I wish to wander through the night,
where no one would ever know
that I cry for you in silence.
Sand of past memories,
flowing through the desert of emotion,
the faces of truth and lies—
silence speaks of everything;
the meaning of love is nothing to understand…
What does it matter if someone is nothing?
A question of life, still to be answered…
Still waiting—you left; they left.
Everything fell apart inside my mind.
Still, I wear a false smile on my face,
with a thousand other faces of life,
to answer my own soul—
still waiting for answers…
Fine were my days and nights
until the day you weren’t there.
I couldn’t answer my own soul—
how could I ever answer you?
Fine were my days and nights
till you found the courage to see me again.
You are not my love; you only disguise her.
The rain, the wind, the soothing smell of soil,
the smoke slowly lifting—
you came back, confusing me more than before.
Hard to answer, hard to understand
how you could have done that.
Fine were my days and nights;
when you were not there, I was my own.
I came, hoping to knock on your door,
To breathe in the faint trace of your presence.
Exhausted, lost in thought,
I sat—sinking slowly into sorrow.
I searched for something, anything…
Yearning for fragments of my broken dreams.
Was there truly nothing left to hold on to?
That’s when I saw how foolish I’d been.
I felt like I was lying to myself again—
Pretending I no longer loved you.
But your picture, once more, made me weak.
And deep inside I wanted to scream,
To cry out loud:
I still love you. So much.
But fate, as always, had other plans.
I closed my eyes, whispering a prayer to see you.
Yet your absence answered back—
Telling me to walk away again.
So I sat there, alone,
Swallowing my tears and my silence,
Staring at the fading outline of your face.
Sad but true—
that’s how I found you,
and lost you.