Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ -- Lyrics BY ֆɨӼȶօʊքʟǟʏ -- Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Your face… shifting like light on water, ton écho dans ma mémoire, soft as a thought I’m still chasing. I walk through sounds I used to hide inside, tiny winds, little cracks in the daylight. Every step feels like a quiet guide, your face appears, then folds back into twilight. I hear the world breathing under my feet, le vent qui glisse, the pulse of the concrete. All the paths bending where our shadows meet, your face drifts by like a dream half-complete. A spark of gold in the silence you left, Une trace de toi, warm as a stolen breath. I travel inward, losing all the excess, finding the shapes that your memory kept. Your face… comme une étoile qui hésite, a flare of truth before it fades, a soft illusion my heart repeats. If I could paint the way you move in time, the quiet orbit pulling into mine, je dirais ton nom dans une lumière fine, your face becoming part of my own design. Your face… still here in the hum of the night, still here in the breath of the sky, toujours là, softly aligned— a glowing trace that never quite says goodbye.
