Her voice fills itself in the empty room,
Discovering a new melody as a new fragile bloom;
Whispering through souls,
At the same time firm in speaking,
Through hearts beating
With her own feelings and experiences;
Each their own emotions and differences.
Closing eyes while taking a breath,
Strumming strings constantly like a habit she always had.
Her presence lit by a stage light in a dark concert room,
The silence from millions of people appearing so soon.
Touching the keys from the piano very lightly,
Words of love from this ballad; they’re shining so brigtly.
Closing her eyes,
While counting to ten,
And she appears in another world again.
She knows how to touch people’s hearts,
With courageous and meaningful words.
She knows how to fit them perfectly in the chords…
From our lives…