In the city of shadows, where dreams melt into neon glimmers
In the city of shadows, where dreams melt into neon glimmers,
We dance on the edge of reality, through labyrinths of desires and paradoxes.
In a dingy room, dreams entwine with smoky memories,
And the flowers on the wallpaper open their petals to a sky of illusions.
On the road of time, wandering through dark bars and crazy streets,
We search in strangers' eyes for echoes of eternity and flashes of magic.
Each dawn, the sun rises, a tired star in my private sky,
And my car waits patiently, an iron Pegasus, ready to fly.
On waves of melancholy, love battles the shadow of despair,
Like a siren singing among the wrecks of dreams and forgotten memories.
In every woman, another story, another universe to explore,
But the heart, a castaway, struggles between waves of unfulfilled desires.
In your eyes, I see galaxies of emotions and stars of fleeting passions,
But truth is a snake slithering among paper flowers.
Facing destiny, a magician without a wand, I juggle with paradoxes,
And in the silence of the night, only the moon whispers tales of old.
Each step is a dance of shadows through a theater of illusions,
And in every laugh, an echo of pain, hidden beneath the mask of joy.
In the sky of the soul, stars ignite and fade in the rhythm of a waltz,
And I, a traveler through time, follow my destiny, an eternal paradox.
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