Under the stars

In the heart of the city, where shadows blend,

A song drifts softly, of love that won’t end.

The stalls are filled with memories,

Colors spilling on the ground,

Echoes of laughter in the gentle breeze,

Yet silence where joy once was found.

Oh, let’s dance the jig in the market,

Where the heartbeats blend with the street,

Though the lights have dimmed around us,

We’ll keep moving to life’s bittersweet beat.

The voices of loved ones linger,

In whispers of the summer’s past,

Each face a fleeting figure,

In the tapestry that life cast.

Oh, let’s dance the jig in the market,

Where the heartbeats blend with the street,

Though the lights have dimmed around us,

We’ll keep moving to life’s bittersweet beat.

But in the twilight’s tender embrace,

I find strength in the love I lost,

Each step forward, a gentle grace,

Reminding me it’s worth the cost.

Step left, step right, let the rhythm flow,

With every heartbeat, let the memory grow.

In the shadows, we find our way,

Dancing through night, into the day.

So under the stars, let us not forget,

The stories we carry, the dreams we’ve met,

In the heart of the market, where life’s sweet and fierce,

I’ll sing for the lost, their love I’ll pierce.