The world, a sea of silence, whispers your tale,
Who can recount it, knowing not your name?
Those who know, cannot speak.
A traveler of dreams, blessed, yet a stranger.
Beloved, tell me, where am I, in the end?
This hide-and-seek of yours, what is it?
If you lead me where we intertwine,
My heart, adrift, my heart, adrift.
My heart, adrift, my heart, adrift.
You, my shadow, I, your own reflection,
Without you, I am lost.
In colors, you were there, in sight, you remained,
Yet never appeared to me.
From you, I walked, I passed through,
To you, I came, and remained.
Do I recall myself through you?
This hide-and-seek of yours, what is it?
If you lead me where we intertwine,
My heart, adrift, my heart, adrift.
My heart, adrift, my heart, adrift.
I, broken from branches, estranged by winds,
Am carried away, where can I not go?
I will bloom there, where I find you.
Come, meet me, I have been,
Yours, a path within, with every breath,
A longing now, open your arms,
This hide-and-seek of yours, what is it?
If you lead me where we intertwine,
My heart, adrift, my heart, adrift.
My heart, adrift, my heart, adrift.
My heart, adrift, my heart, adrift.
My heart, adrift, my heart, adrift.
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