If the night could speak, it would tell secrets the sun would never know,
Mysteries hidden in the shadows, where light refuses to show.
Just like if my heart had a voice, it would sing in pain and melody,
Words lost in the air, like echoes of an endless agony.
Feelings that can't be spoken or written,
Like dreams that vanish, like winds that are smitten.
Lost in the haze of day-to-day,
But they reveal themselves in silence, in a subtle display.
Like a broken clock that time won't heal,
Or a love that's gone, but the hurt is real.
Instincts trying to revive what's long gone,
A flame that still burns, though everything’s withdrawn.
Like flowers growing in the ruins of the past,
Like a silent scream, forever cast.
A rain that wipes the memories of pain,
But leaves the emptiness that remains.
We can't hide from the mirror that shows our truth,
Reflecting the things we've denied in youth.
Life calls us forward, but we look away,
What we refuse to see will find us anyway
Feelings that can't be spoken or written,
Like dreams that vanish, like winds that are smitten.
Lost in the haze of day-to-day,
But they reveal themselves in silence, in a subtle display.
Like a broken clock that time won't heal,
Or a love that's gone, but the hurt is real.
Instincts trying to revive what's long gone,
A flame that still burns, though everything’s withdrawn.
Like flowers growing in the ruins of the past,
Like a silent scream, forever cast.
A rain that wipes the memories of pain,
But leaves the emptiness that remains.
Custe o que custar, look for the key,
There's something inside you, waiting to be free.
Something to heal or make you whole,
Something to answer the questions in your soul.
There's a secret only you can reveal,
A truth that will make you feel.
The echo of your heart calls you near,
And the answer’s inside, if you’ll only hear.
If the night could speak, it would tell you to seek,
The secret within you, where all answers meet.
A flame that never fades, burning bright,
Guiding you through the endless night.
