Description
The fine line between a scar and a pattern: some marks remain forever, while others seem to be reborn in new skin. It all sounds as if the night is looking up at the sky and trying to persuade time to slow down. These lines convey both longing and beauty: the glow that beckons but does not give way, and the feeling that each mark inside is not about pain, but about memory seeking a new form.
Lyrics and translation
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