The Smell of Your Hair
Whispers of Silence: Embracing Memories in the Middle of Nowhere
Lyrics
The smell of your hair
The sensory experience of your hair's fragrance.
Became the smell of my skin
Your scent has become a part of me, blending with my skin.
After spending days here
Having spent an extended period in an isolated location.
In the middle of nowhere
In a remote and uninhabited place.
Only the sound of the birds
The only audible presence being birdsong.
Sometimes the wind
Occasionally, the sound of the wind.
We didn’t talk too much
Communication between us was limited.
At first I took it badly
Initially, I didn't handle our lack of conversation well.
But deep down that’s a sign
Deep down, I recognize it as a positive signal.
When people can easily deal
Indicating that people are comfortable with silent moments.
With silence peacefully
Being able to peacefully embrace periods of silence.
Looking for adventures
Engaging in a search for new experiences and reasons to live.
Reasons for living
The pursuit of adventure and a meaningful existence.
Journey after journey
Continuously embarking on journeys for self-discovery.
I will know better about me
Gaining a better understanding of oneself through these experiences.
Trying not to think
Attempting to avoid contemplating the inevitable end.
About the end
Suppressing thoughts about the potential separation.
And possibly I’ll never see you again
Acknowledging the possibility of never meeting again.
It’s hard to keep in mind
Finding it challenging to retain positive memories.
The wonderful memories
Treasuring the wonderful moments despite the difficulty.
Shipshaped in a box of souvenirs
Preserving memories in a neatly arranged box of souvenirs.
Shipshaped in a box of souvenirs
Duplicating the idea of memories stored in a container.
Even if it hurts
Even if it causes pain,
To turn magic into tragedy
Transforming moments of enchantment into moments of sorrow.
Even if it hurts
Even if it causes pain,
To turn magic into tragedy
Converting magical experiences into tragic memories.
Comment