Lyric

A single lamp lights the quiet night

A voice drifts softly through the wind

A melody of years, broken and bright

The guqin hums, calling me home again

Half a life through storms and rain

Whose shadow lingers in my heart?

Laughter we knew now turns to pain

Strings glide softly, pulling us apart

Time flows like water, never still

Dreams can trap the heart against its will

I want to let go, yet I hold on tight

Through the seasons of sorrow and light

Life… how often do we understand?

Joy and grief slip right through our hands

Smile to feel a moment free

Cry to find what cannot be

All the meetings fade to dust

One turn, and only cold winds gust

Through this fleeting world, we roam

Finding in dreams a place called home

The road is long, the end unseen

Is it fate, or exile serene?

Mountains hold snow, the rivers flow

Sighs echo where the soft winds go

If dreams have no roots, where do they go?

I search in this world for the path to know

A heavy heart can’t carry the past

Shadows in dreams seem made to last

Life… how often do we understand?

Joy and grief slip right through our hands

Smile to feel a moment free

Cry to find what cannot be

All the meetings fade to dust

One turn, and only cold winds gust

Through this fleeting world, we roam

Finding in dreams a place called home

Who told me once, “Don’t ask why”?

Storms of life make freedom fly

Yet when I look beyond the crowd

I see unfinished waiting, unbowed

The wind whispers softly, years turn cold

In dreams, I see that lamp of gold

Roads and people stretch endlessly

I sing a song of mortal dreams

All this time, the world was a dream

Waiting quietly to end…