Tango of Hearts

 

 

Step by step, you draw closer like a shadow,

Your eyes burn like the heat of day.

There is no turning back now, no more “no,”

I lose myself inside this dance.

 

Tango of hearts — fire and ice,

One movement, and I lose the ground beneath my feet.

Your hands, a rushing rhythm —

This is our forbidden film.

 

The music leads us, asking nothing,

The body remembers everything.

One glance is enough — the whole world disappears,

And there is no more “yes” or “turning back.”

 

Tango of hearts — fire and ice,

One movement, and I lose the ground beneath my feet.

Your hands, a rushing rhythm —

This is our forbidden film.

Whoever Tries to Love

Whoever tries to love
finds their heart in trouble.
Sometimes the story ends
before it was meant to.

Whoever chooses to follow
does not always find
the sign that points the way.

Life can lose its direction
within a vast and endless forest.
A thousand dangers awaken
when the winds of spring begin to blow.

Yet somehow, you keep believing
that one day you will reach your destination.

Whoever tries to love
finds their heart in trouble.
Sometimes the story ends
before it can continue.

Whoever searches for meaning
does not always discover
the hidden path ahead.

Life drifts off course
through unfamiliar woods.
A thousand storms may gather
when the gentle breeze returns.

Still, hope remains alive,
whispering that the journey is not over.

I was given the shadows,
while you were given the light.

I was given the struggle,
while you were given a new beginning.

I was given the questions,
while you were given the answers.

Yet even then, I continued forward.

Because whoever tries to love
finds their heart in trouble.

And though the road may break,
and though the story may falter,

the heart still believes
that somewhere beyond the forest,
the destination awaits.