A Alma Chama o Silêncio

(Āāāhh... ḥabībī... ḥayātī...)

My soul...
She speaks when all is still.
Not in sound... but in the way
The light falls on the stone,
The wind moves through the veil...


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(Ohh... yā qalbī...)

She calls from deep within,
Where time is no longer real.
No word is said—
but I know...
I must return.


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(Mmm... rōḥī... rōḥī...)

Each breath is a memory,
Each silence, a song.
I follow without knowing—
Drawn by the unseen thread
That binds my soul to the stars...


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(Āāāhh... la... la... yā layl...)

And in the stillness,
I hear her name…
And it is mine.