The angels can see me, melodies surround,  
At a crossing they cheer, their joy profound.  
I look back, I hear their sweet refrain,  
An inner voice calls, I lean to its domain.

When I’m alone, there's still direction clear,  
No chains nor absence can hold me here.  
The rushing landscape now begins to fade,  
Every rule and limit starts to cascade.

When I’m alone, there's still direction clear,  
No chains nor absence can hold me near.  
The rushing landscape now starts to blur,  
All of the rules begin to deter.

I try to focus, to listen to you,  
My eyes still trace what your lips pursue,  
Our topic lingers, lost in the air...  
I can't even recall, where did you start there?

Like a knife through butter… you smile at me slight,  
And if I didn’t know, I’d be in trouble tonight.  
For your questioning gaze, it falls on me,  
You’ll soon see my answer, plain as can be.

When I’m alone, there's still direction clear,  
No chains nor absence can hold me near.  
The rushing landscape now starts to blur,  
All of the rules begin to deter.

Maybe it’s selfishness, and now I regret,  
How can I forget what’s coming yet?  

Oh, what’s coming yet? Oh, what’s coming yet?  
Oh, what’s meant for me?

If I could hear that word again,  
The one that sparked when our paths began,  
I might just give another chance...  
But for now, let’s leave it all in a trance.

In dreams, I relive it all again,  
Every glance and word back then.  
In dreams, I see it once more,  
The essence of what we were before.

Maybe it’s selfishness, and now I regret,  
How could I forget what’s coming yet?

Oh, what’s coming yet? Oh, what’s coming yet?  
Oh, what’s meant for me?

The original text was written by András Radványi.
Translated with ChatGPT
The music and the image were prompted by Radis
Artificial Intelligence: Suno and Midjourney
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