🌙 [Verse 1] (soft jazz guitar, slow beat) Black fur in the corner, eyes like the moon, 🌑✨ Moves like a shadow, hums her own tune. Never too close, never too far, But when she trusts you—she knows who you are. Mouse on a mission, but the stick’s long gone, 🐭 Still drags it ‘round, still plays till dawn. Like a dancer, twisting on wooden floors, Chasing the echoes of dreams before. 🍽️ [Pre-Chorus] (filtered drums, vocal hums) Patté too fast, then she pays the price, Croquettes? Nah, those treat her nice. She knows what she wants, takes what she needs, A queen in her world, no rush, no speed. 🌆 [Chorus] (warm bassline, saxophone lingers) Salma moves like a silent song, Tip-toes light but her love stays strong. Broken mouse, but she don’t care, Still runs wild through the Montp’ air. 🌿 ☀️ [Verse 2] (light piano, soft drums) Sometimes she sleeps where the blankets fold, A whisper of warmth when the nights get cold. 🌙 A touch, a nudge, just a second or two, Then back to the corner, back to the view. She watches the world from a window’s glow, The city hums soft where the breezes blow. 🌬️ Montpellier whispers, the rooftops sigh, And Salma just blinks, lets the night drift by. 🍷 [Bridge] (jazz piano solo, soft vinyl crackle) Soft little purr when the hand feels right, But don't rush—she ain't built for the light. Takes her time, moves like a dream, In a city of whispers, she reigns supreme. 👑 🎶 [Chorus] (bass deepens, layered vocals) Salma moves like a silent song, Tip-toes light but her love stays strong. Broken mouse, but she don’t care, Still runs wild through the Montp’ air. 🌆 🔥 [Outro] (instrumental fades, heartbeat bass) She comes, she goes, like midnight rain, But love like hers—it don’t explain. A blink, a purr, a moment too few, Salma, ma reine, I see you. 🖤🐾