(Verse 1) Under the moon, a silver veil, The empty streets, a dull stage. She, black hair, the light soul, Dances in silence, a true vision. The stars shine, distant lights, Golden reflections on arcane windows. (Chorus) And time passes, slow and dreamy, Each step a memory, an instant. Happy in the heart, a love that was, In the night that cradles, she no longer goes down Only grace, a deep breath, Her dance is a bridge, between heaven and world. (Verse 2) A turn, a leap, the music is inside, No applause, only her intent. Memories emerge, sweet and serene, Of laughter and dreams, of full days. The cold of the air, a light shiver, But the fire in the heart, never goes out. (Chorus) And time passes, slow and dreamy, Every step a memory, an instant. Happy in the heart, a love that was, In the night that cradles, no, it no longer falls. Only grace, a deep breath, Her dance is a bridge, between heaven and world. (Bridge) She does not seek glances, nor fame, nor glory, Only the echo of an ancient story. The city sleeps, but she is awake, In every movement, the soul reveals itself. (Chorus) And time passes, slow and dreamy, Every step a memory, an instant. Happy in the heart, a love that was, In the night that cradles, she no longer falls. Only grace, a deep breath, Her dance is a bridge, between heaven and world. (Outro) Until the dawn that dyes the morning, The ballerina dances, her destiny. A shadow fades, a dream that remains, In the deserted streets, his party.
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