الكلمات الأصلية
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The city sleeps under a silver sky
Clouds are heavy, but the mind feels light
Coffee warms the silence of the room
Books unfold where flowers cannot bloom
In the quiet, I find my way
Thoughts aligned with drops that play
Every line, a gentle friend
Morning hours I wish won't end
Curtains sway with whispers of the breeze
Ink and paper, all I'll ever need
Every sip rewrites a part of me
Rain outside sets the spirit free
In the quiet, I find my way
Thoughts aligned with drops that play
Every page becomes a song
In this place, I still belong
No rush
No plans
Just the sound of rain
And the words that keep me alive
In the quiet, I find my way
Thoughts aligned with drops that play
Every page becomes a song
Here I stay, where I belong
