pr5

In the darkness of my soul, locked in a corner without light, my old self cries out, shouting to the wind his desire to be again. (Chorus) Echoes of silence resonate in my chest, a lament that is lost in the mist, looking for the way back, that path that I forgot in the darkness. (Verse 2) The tears are confused with the rain, my emotions shipwreck in the storm, and my heart, like a ship adrift, seeks to anchor itself on the shore of nostalgia. (Chorus) Echoes of silence resonate in my chest, a lament that is lost in the mist, looking for the way back, that path that I forgot in the darkness. (Bridge) Where were the laughter, the dreams? In what corner of time did they get lost? Perhaps in the echo of a distant sigh, I will find the key to open the door to the past. (Chorus) Echoes of silence resonate in my chest, a lament that is lost in the mist, looking for the way back, that path that I forgot in the darkness. (Coda) And so, between shadows and memories, my old self keeps screaming, waiting for the wind to hear it, and return it to the light it longs to find.