Her Vol. 3

I won't break

Lyrics:

In the dark night, 
our love grows cold,
Your eyes no longer seek the warmth 
they once held.
The winds whisper 
a goodbye so cruel,
My heart cries out: 
where did we lose our rule?

Our steps drift apart, no path, no guide,
Your silence consumes me, 
the moon by my side.
Who will heal this wound, 
so deep, so raw?
Who will mend the pieces 
of the love we saw?

Oh, our love, what will become of our love?
In the shadows, its light fades above.
Oh, our love, may the heavens recall,
May time preserve it, may it never fall.

Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh...

The earth splits wide 
beneath our fragile tread,
Your laughter’s gone, 
just echoes instead.
My heart shatters 
in nights so vast,
While my tears flow, 
relentless, steadfast.

My chest caves in 
with this slow farewell,
The sky stays silent, 
no stories to tell.

Our love has vanished, 
yet here I stay,
With the ghost of a future 
that slipped away.

Oh, our love, what will become of our love?
In the shadows, its light fades above.
Oh, our love, may the heavens recall,
May time preserve it, may it never fall.

Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh...

The wind brings no solace, 
just empty air,
The night grows heavier, 
too much to bear.
And in my chest, 
one truth remains:
Our love was eternal... 
in its pain.

Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh...

Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh...

The wind brings no solace, just empty air,
The night grows heavier, too much to bear.
And in my chest, one truth remains:
Our love was eternal... in its pain.

Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh...

Our Love

Give me a moment to speak

A secret at home

Can't you see?

Lyrics:

Eh eh éh eh eeeeh
Eeeeh eh éh eh eeh

Eh eh éh eh eeeeh
Eeeeh eh éh eh eeh

"They shape me, they guide me, they make me whole."

My dreams...
(oh my dreams)
(the dreams)
(oh my dreams)

"Through them, I rise, I fall, I become."

Eeeeh eh éh eh eeh
Eh eh éh eh eeeeh
Eeeeh éh eh eeh éh

The light...
(my light)
(light)
(the light)

"They are echoes of my soul, the pulse of my being."

Eeeeh éh eh eeh éh
Eh eh éh eh eeeeh
Eh ehhh eeeh eeh eh

My fears...
(My fears)
(those fears)
(fears)

"Each one a thread, weaving the fabric of me."

Eh eh éh eh eeeeh
Eeeeh eh éh eh eeh

What am I without them?
(without them?)
(them?)
(without them?)

"Without them, I am only a whisper in the wind."

Eh eh éh eh eeeeh
Eeeeh eh éh eh eeh

What am I without them?
My dreams,
oh my dreams,
my light,
the light,
my fears,
those fears...

What am I without them?

Eh eh éh eh eeeeh
Eeeeh eh éh eh eeh

(What am I without them?)
(What am I?)

(What am I without them?)
(What am I?)

(What am I without them?)
(What am I?)

What am I?

Lyrics:

Shadows float in the air,
weightless, nameless.
The wind sings in a language
no one can translate.

Colors fade away,
time starts to tremble,
and in the echo of a sigh,
the borders disappear.

Now that you're gone,
my wings will swim,
in a field of joy,
where my gaze will hear
the echo of what I left behind.

The sun in the twilight,
will cease to set,
the moon in the morning,
will hide the sorrow.

With offerings of light,
my roots will rise,
now I can hear the vision,
that will grant me freedom.

Now that you're gone,
my wings will swim,
in a field of joy,
where my gaze will hear
the echo of what I left behind.

The sun in the twilight,
will cease to set,
the moon in the morning,
will hide the sorrow.

Drowned in the clouds,
memories will sink,
my smile will walk again...

Now that you're gone,
my wings will swim,
in a field of joy,
where my gaze will hear
the echo of what I left behind.

Her Vol 3

What I left behind

In your arms, I feel the sun

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In case you're wondering: I composed all the music myself. The melody came from my own voice, and I guided the AI to arrange instruments based on it. My goal is collaboration — to inspire real singers and composers to take it further. That’s what creation is truly about. I  see AI as a tool — not a replacement, but an extension of human creativity.

The message matters, the medium too. Truth, regardless of how it's expressed, always finds its way. So instead of complaining, evolve. Adapt. The future doesn’t wait.