Ten Days [ENG/TAG]

A memory of ten quiet days— brief, gentle, and life-shaping. “Ten Days” follows the protagonist as he recalls the slow unfolding of a love that arrived softly and stayed with him long after it ended. A tender mix of indie emotion and airy harmonies; a collaboration with Elvorin, based on the novel, Orange: The Color of Sunset. Orange: Songs from the Sunset (Deluxe Edition) album: https://suno.com/playlist/2002af28-6a94-4473-b0e8-595e60ce5ee3 jpbbantigue.com / orangethecolorofsunset.com ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I came into that quiet town with nothing but the weight I carried, and a silence I didn’t know how to fill. One. Sa unang araw, biglang lumuwag ang dibdib ko nang makita kitang nakatayo roon, mahaba ang hiningang ibinuga ko na parang ngayon lang ako muling nabuhay. Two. The day moved slowly, like it was waiting for something I couldn’t name. Those ten days moved gently, like time was choosing to be kind. Three. Naramdaman kong unti-unting nawawala ang bigat ko, parang bawat hakbang sa tabi mo’y nagtuturo sa’kin ng bagong paraan para huminga. I didn’t know what I was longing for, but I found rest beside you. We walked along the shoreline as the sky burned orange, and the waves softened around your voice. Four. Sa dapithapon, lumambot ang mundo sa simpleng tawa mo, mahaba ang katahimikan pero punong-puno ng bagay na hindi ko kayang ipaliwanag. Five. And that was when I started fearing the end, even before we reached it. We didn’t talk about forever, didn’t try to name what we were, we just let each moment breathe. Six. Sa ikaanim na araw, natutunan kong patawarin ang sarili, mahaba ang landas pabalik pero tinuruan mo akong lumakad na walang takot. Some memories stay gentle, kahit matagal nang nakaraan. When life gets sharp and the noise crowds my ribs, I return to the places you opened. Seven. Sa hapon na iyon, naramdaman kong hindi ako nag-iisa, Eight. Sa madaling-araw, tinanggap kong may pag-asa pa rin akong natitira. Maybe love doesn’t need a lifetime, maybe it only needs to be real once. Those ten days stayed with me, even when everything else moved on. Nine. Sa gabing iyon, natuto akong tumahimik sa gitna ng takot, Ten. At sa huling araw, tinuro mong may ganda kahit sa pagbitaw. I didn’t know what hope looked like until then, and I still return to it. I walk with those ten days gently, carrying them like light instead of loss. At sa bawat bagong kabanata ng buhay ko, dala ko ang katahimikang iniwan mo sa akin.